The Voice: It is the Broodwich, forged in darkness from wheat harvested in Hell's half-acre, baked by Beelzebub, slathered with mayonnaise beaten from the evil eggs of dark chicken forced into sauce by the hands of a one-eyed madman, cheese boiled from the rancid teat of a fanged cow, layered with six-hundred and sixty-six separate meats from an animal which has maggots for blood!

Frylock: (Long Pause) See... told ya.

Master Shake: I tasted mustard.

The Voice: Yeah... DIJON mustard!

[–] [email protected] 6 points 1 month ago* (last edited 1 month ago)

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No wonder my undead army is super small.

[–] [email protected] 6 points 1 month ago* (last edited 1 month ago) (1 children)

Ah yes, puns.

Not sure what a subway sandwitch has to do with this...but I don't judge for things like that

Edit for anyone you didn't get the pun: The GRAVE warning given to the...necromancer...Necromancers are a type of magic user that reanimates dead things and can also control them if they're good at their craft