There was a big ol' picture
of the Jersey Devil up on the board in case people were worried they wouldn't get to learn about that beloved monster.
"I hope you all learned an important lesson from last week's movie." He hadn't, but still. Hope springing eternal and all that. "Today is all about that lil' demonic maybe rapscallion from New Jersey. The Jersey Devil is supposed to be a goat headed maybe dog headed, something headed at least thing with big fucking bat wings, claws, and cloven hooved feet. Maybe a lizard tail in there too. Either way, a regular Island of Doctor Moreau looking little fucker. And I say this with only the love a mother can give."
That made literally no sense.
"Anyway, this guy has been around since the American Revolution. Probably because people in New Jersey have always been drunk and crazy."
He started flipping through a book on the matter, possibly making a face, but it was hard to tell with the whole mask thing.
"Wow, there's a lot of super boring history
on it if you want to fall asleep without taking that sweet, sweet Ambien and pinot grigio cocktail that gets you through the day." Or was he thinking of people from those housewives shows? "Either way."
Deadpool clapped his hands together before passing out some blank pieces of paper. "You're all gonna design your own fucked up chimera from some location. I don't care where. Make up a devil. It'll be fun and not at all become a Slender Man situation where someone gets murdered by idiots over it."