Hmm...
Beelzebub: You get an endless stream of willing virgins to f**k. Deal?
Magickian: Deal.
Beelzebub: Heh heh. (poof)
Next week a sheep rancher moves next door to you. The young ewes keep chasing you everywhere you go.
Out come the sword and robes.
Beelzebub: Now what?
Magickian: I meant human virgins, not sheep.
Beelzebub: A deal's a deal.
Magickian: I've got your sigil, demon. Obey.
Beelzebub: (grumble) Endless stream of willing, human virgins. OK?
Magickian: That's it.
Beelzebub: Heh heh heh. (poof)
Next week the sheep rancher moves away and a school for young boys moves in. Very young boys. They chase you everywhere.
Sword and robes again.
Beelzebub: I'M GETTING ANNOYED WITH YOU, MORTAL.
Magickian: I've still got your sigil. An endless stream of young, sexually ready, female, human virgins who desire me. Get it right.
Beelzebub: OK, but you must agree that this time you accept what you get.
Magickian: Agreed.
Beelzebub: (no laugh, just a big smile & poof)
The next night you awaken to sounds of splintering wood and shattering glass. A horde of zombies surrounds your house, moaning "brains, must have brains", breaking down your door and climbing in your windows. They're dead and decaying, covered with worms and missing body parts.
They're all young girls. (IMG:
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