Skeletor: D'haaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! Don't fucking sneak up on me!
Satan: Sorry.
Satan: I couldn't help but hear your not so subtle and quite desperate sounding plea for assistance.
Skeletor: Wha?
Satan: I'm here to help you.
Skeletor: Well that's just fine and dandy, but why would you want me to conquer Greyskull?
Satan: I have my reasons.
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Satan: I can lead you to your victory, but first you must sign your name into my book.
Skeletor: Where the fuck did this thing come from?
Skeletor: So I just add my name to the list and I can't lose?
Satan: I guaran-damn-tee it.
Skeletor: Why is Ozzy Osbourne's name crossed out?
Satan: His wife got him free of the contract on a technicality. Said it wasn't valid because he was under the influence. Really screwed things up because that's how I get a lot of my business.
Skeletor: So what's the catch if I sign this?
Satan: You must submit to being an instrument of evil for all eternity.
Skeletor: So what's the catch?
Skeletor: Whatever, let's just get this thing moving.
Satan: Very good, thank you for doing business with us. Well, time for me to go.
Skeletor: Go? You haven't done anything.
Satan: I haven't gone hands on in millennia. You shall meet my representative at 2:00 at the corner of Jabroni Drive. Anyway, back to the dresser with me.