"What the fuck is this."
                              "Language, Lord Beelzebub. And it isn't a this, it's a she. Her name is Mariah Carey, and according to the young antichrist, she is a god in her own right."
                              "Then get her away from me. I don't want a god anywhere near me."
                              "But she get's better! She makes music!"
                              "Music?"
                              "Yes! She makes heavenly music, and she is a god!"
                              "Then why does the boy listen to her?"
                              "He says she 'speaks to his gay soul', whatever that means."
                              "He needs a new soul."
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Based on an actual conversation I had. Don't question.
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Ineffable Bureaucracy (One/twoshots)
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