Lucifer’s Soul Sales is here to answer your prayers. Body more suited to couch jockeying than Ironman? Let me know your needs, and after signing the contract in blood, you will get what you wanted.
Here’s a couple testimonials:
" I was a fat slob. I had seen one of those triathlon thingies on TV and decided that it was time for me to be cool. But I had no motivation. I called Lucifer and he hooked me up. The only problem was that I had a heart attack at about three feet from the finish line. Now I am in hell"- Gary F., Skokie, IL
Gary, you did not read the fine print, which is always a problem. But I can’t let you look at it with a magnifying glass or you would have burnt a hole in it. Too bad.
" Once I knew nothing about bikes, but I contacted you and you gave me this really cool bike shop and I know everything about bikes. Too bad I can’t have a steady relationship"- Tom, D. Dearborn, MI
Sorry, Tom, you never asked for irresistability to all women. Next eternity, ask for that in the contract.
" I have the ability to build lots of really cool-looking things, but they all fall apart, with the exception of the thing I sent to Mr. Tibbs"- bunnyman, St. Louis, MO
bunnyman- that’s because you sent it to my SON, Tibbsy. We haven’t made a contract yet, so you can’t blame me.
Call me for your Earthly desires.
*Certain restrictions apply. Note that the contract is unbreachable and irrevocable. Hell isn’t that bad if you’re the devil.