Memo to all denizens of the deep and surface dwellers alike,
In the spirit of tradition – albeit with a hellish twist – it’s that time of the year again. Yes, I’m talking about Thanksblazing. No, I didn’t come up with the name, but I’m the one stuck writing this memo.
Forget your typical Thanksgiving fare. Here in the underworld, we prefer our meals a bit more… incendiary. Our menu features the likes of charred chimera chops and boiling banshee broth. And for dessert? Brimstone pie, what else?
So, while you’re enjoying your feast, spare a thought for the ones working behind the scenes, making sure everything runs ‘smoothly’ (Mephisto, I’m looking at you). And remember, in hell, every day is a balancing act between chaos and order, but we still know how to throw a party.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got an inferno of paperwork to douse.
Reluctantly festive regards,
Dizzy Despair, Executive Assistant to Mephisto Magnate
P.S.: If anyone spills molten lava wine on my freshly cleaned hellfire pit again, there will be consequences.
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