Looks like the party in Hell yesterday went pretty well. News reports are that quite a few people showed up to trade their souls for some trinkets:
Home to only about 70 souls on an average day, Hell’s population swelled to the hundreds by Tuesday afternoon, with dozens waiting in line to buy T-shirts emblazoned with “666.”
“We can’t even keep those in stock,” said Chad Wines, an employee at Screams Ice Cream, working to keep up with demand for souvenirs and ice cream on what proved to be a hot day in Hell.
“It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and I couldn’t pass it up,” said Paul Groenendal, one of dozens of leather-clad bikers who rode to Hell for the street party.
Groenendal, who wore devil horns glued to his bald head as well as a skull and crossbones rings and matching necklace, joked he was in Hell to “make deals and collect.”
Still it’s probably a good thing that I didn’t make it over to Hell after all. Seems there were some humorless Christians there protesting the festivities:
Nearby a handful of Christian protesters were righteously indignant to the revelry. “I’m here to tell people that they don’t have to go to hell,” said one woman, who gave her name only as Donna. “Hell is not a joke.”
Man, you can’t even go to Hell anymore without someone bitching at you about it.