My Boss to God.
Boss: Is this Boss Heaven?
Actually, I’m Satan.
This is Hell.
But I suppose it could also be called “Boss Heaven.”
Boss: You’re in my parking spot.
Satan: There’s no reserved parking down here.
Boss: This really is Hell.
Satan: Here’s your pitchfork. Please make your numbers.
Boss: Your pitchfork is bigger than mine.
I want a bigger pitchfork.
Satan: Here’s your photo badge. A replacement badge is $5.
Boss: Where are the donuts?
Satan: In the pink box.
There aren’t any with sprinkles.
Boss: This really is Hell.
Boss: That dog has 3 heads!
Satan: That’s Cerberus.
Boss: I want 3 heads.
Boss: When will I be put in charge.
Satan: I’m in charge.
Boss: Is there a chance I will be put in charge.
Satan: If you like, I can put you in charge of the snowballs.
Boss: Does the position come with a reserved parking spot?
Satan: We’ve already been through this…
Boss: When’s my raise?
Boss: I want a bigger pitchfork.
Boss: I want 3 heads.