We ees hosed, Bob. We ees never gonna keel zeeba.
Ees no fair.
Like zee life.
HELLO, BOYS.
HEY!! WOW. YOU IS... SATAN?
Wow, you is Satan!
Yes. I am Satan... and I offer you a deal... your soul for that zebra.
Oh, HAHA! We make joke! Where sign? Just sign? Where sign?
GOOD! GOOD! Where doodee-jee sign?
WONDERFUL. AND HERE YOU GO...
HEY, DAT IS PACK OF GUM.
Yees, I know what I trod, but the contract offers you a mere pack of gum. You should have read it. I am, after all, Satan.
OOHHH, NNOO!! NOW YOU LISTEN TO ME, MEESTER BEELZEBUB! IF WE NO GET ZEEBA, YOU NO GET SOUL, GOT IT!?!?
... Me hope flavor last loooonng time.