"Hello," said the Ducc, "I saw your advertisement. I want to sell my soul."
"Sure thing, bro," said Satan, handing the Ducc a pen and a sheet of paper, "Just sign here."
The Ducc read the fine print carefully and frowned. "Hey, Satan, this doesn't look too legit. Don't I get a lawyer or something?"
"Look, d'you wanna sell your soul or not?" Satan glanced at his Rolex (stolen, of course) impatiently. "I got a meeting with the Grim Reaper in a few minutes and he don't like me being late."
The Ducc signed the contract. It read as follows:
"I hereby withdraw all rights to retain my soul as my own and give aforementioned rights to Satan. I sign this to confirm this is of my own volition and have not been coerced or persuaded in any way and sign this with my own wing/paw/hand."
The Ducc had sold their soul.
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Ducc sells their soul
HumorWhat happens to the Ducc when they sell their soul to Satan? And what happens when they regret it and Satan won't give it back?
