The Devil went down to Georgia. He stood there looking around for a while. Then he thought, My God, there is a place worse than Hell. God was right again! I hate that!.

Still, he thought, I’m the Devil and this place is no match for me. I’ll look some more and make some changes in Hell. As he was thinking this a rotweiler was chewing on his foot.

“Hey! Get away from me! I’m the Devil.”

The rotweiler wasn’t impressed. In fact, he tore off the foot and ran off with it. The Devil was furious. What kind of fear was that? Still, it was just a mutt. It’s the people the Devil cared about. Well, not cared about as much as wanted to see go to Hell.

He spotted one of the locals walking along the road. Good! Now I’ll show why I’m so feared.

“Hey, you! I’m the Great Satan, not America! I’m the Devil and you’re some humty-dumpty, stupid moron!”

“Wahl, ya’ll sure enuff looks the part. Ya’ll the ugliest thang I ever seen”.

“You are going on my list. I’m going to give you special treatment when you get to Hell”.

“Wahl, ah don’ know ‘bout thet. The missus she does the religious in the family. Ya’ll goin’ to have to check with her, ah reckon. Ah gotta tell ya’ll sumpin’. Thet be one mean woman. Ah’s afeared of her my own self. Iffen ah was ya’ll ah’d be a mite careful hows ah spoke to her. Anyhows, good luck to ya”.

Well, that went well. This guy as too dumb to be afraid of the Devil! The Devil saw a roadside restaurant. That was always a good place to scare people. He went in and told the waitress who he was and that she was going to Hell in a handbasket.

“Honey, I don’ care. After this place I could use the break”.

The kids! Of course! The kids were easy to scare. He went over to the school and caught the kids at recess. He went through his best material for them. They stood there all starry-eyed. Yes! He was getting to them. One little girl timidly approached him and asked, “Say, mister, do you know it ain’t Halloween yet? That is a nice costume though.

The Devil could hear God laughing.