“I know you want
me to tempt your husband into oblivion,” the demon said, “but
there just aren’t as many temptations as their used to be. Every
pretty blond thing triggers worries about sting operations and you
can find more than even Hell can offer on the Internet these days.
We’re convinced, down Below, that Heaven made the Internet solely
so we’d have to do a lot more work to tempt anyone at all.”
“You’re a
demon!”
“Yes, but what
are all the powers of Hell next to ten hours of YouTube videos? What
can we offer that the dark matter pit of fanfiction cannot? You see
our problem.”
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