16 patates au Diable

The demon takes form as half an empty bowl of mashed potatoes. “Mother FUCKER. I will fuck you up as fuck!
You punch the demon and smite him with your quebecois swears.

<<Blasphême! tu a cris tristement. J’ai faim!>>

Tu a perdu tes patates au Diable.

 


Here’s a translation:

<<Blasphême! tu a cris tristement. J’ai faim!>>
Tu a perdu tes patates au Diable.

“Blasphemy!” you cried sadly, “I’m hungry!”
You lost your potatoes to the devil.

 

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