Hell too hot for you?... Well then, conveniently located just a hop and a skip away from Hell is a quaint little netherworld called Heck. It has all of the unpleasantries you've come to expect from Hell, in a very similar yet slightly more accommodating setting. For instance, in Heck, you won't find any of that scorchingly hot, not to mention dangerous, eternally burning infernal Hellfire. No sir, it's just kind of uncomfortably humid. Don't worry though, it's a dry heat! (Hey, think of the money you'll save on sunscreen.) While you're there, stop by and shake hooves with Heck's very own honorary demonic mayor Phil... Satans younger cousin! He's the one wearing the red smoking jacket with the "Prince of Darkness-In-Training" nametag, who's poking everyone with the rake. (Hey, it's no pitchfork, but still kind of pointy.)... Well, what the Heck are you waiting for?... (Brought to you by The Tourist and Visitors Bureau of Heck.)
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