Devil At the Crossroads

Tom Waits encountered the devil at a crossroads. "Well hello Tom, what do you want most in this world?" And Tom said, "A shot of whiskey." The devil said, "Don't you want to be a great singer? And join me in a singing contest?" "Whiskey," Tom reiterated. "But I can give you anything, anything you want." "F**k you, I'll get my own whiskey," growled Tom, and continued on his way.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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May 12, 2018 at 1:06 AM
I am still laughing at this one. Jessica, you have spoken to the people who expect instant gratification all too well!
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