I should have known that nothing good was coming my way when a devil turned the corner and started walking towards me. Before the devil could reach me, however, confetti fell from the sky and those annoying noisemakers you get at New Year’s started blaring all over. It was so loud I was stunned and saw stars for a moment. I started laughing hysterically, because, I mean, seriously, what else is a Taurus like me supposed to do in this situation? I’ll tell you, you run back into the pizza shop you just came from to finish your pizza. Avoid your hallucinations at all costs, I say!
Of course, hallucinations are not likely to cooperate, as once I entered the pizza shop, there were owls flying all over the dining room, dropping envelopes with invitations to a salsa party down the block. The devil entered the pizza shop and offered to make me a deal: the bag of cash the devil was holding for an invitation to the salsa party. It seemed like a fair trade to me, so I clapped my hands together and made the trade. After giving the bag a serious case of side eye, sure it was going to disappear, I sat, exhausted, and considered that perhaps there had been some special ingredients in my pizza.
Karate, SPN Demonic Octopus Guardian 