One day I walked down the street. I saw a guy with red hair. I walked up to him and said nice hair. He looked at me and smiled and I said what. He said do you no where I've been. I said no where you have been. He said I've been to hell and back. I looked at him for a moment and I asked how. He said well for one it happened hundreds of years ago and two I was beaten. So now I have come back and I am looking for a new friend. I said well ill be your friend and he said OK. But I saw the weird smile on his face and I asked why you looking at me like that and he said that he's the devil.
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