Northwest cuisine for the ones sent to the southeast incinerator of the tumbleweed state... you stand at an exit
door and release
one at a time for spawn of the devil. It only takes about 1500 years of feeding to make him happy. When he burps up his yellow slime, you can finally have a glass of ice
water.
I'm not serving anymore, unless I can go in a feeding
frenzy neck
holes and fish heads, I'm the incinerator
now.