Grool The Demon

Master Shake: Who are you?.. What is this?

The Voice: It is the Broodwich, forged in darkness from wheat harvested in Hell’s half-acre, baked by Beelzebub, slathered with mayonnaise beaten from the evil eggs of dark chicken forced into sauce by the hands of a one-eyed madman, cheese boiled from the rancid teat of a fanged cow, layered with six-hundred and sixty-six separate meats from an animal which has maggots for blood!

Frylock: (Long Pause) See… told ya.

Master Shake: I tasted mustard.

The Voice: Yeah… DIJON mustard!

The Broodwich.

This is the image I imagine when I listen to the song Stargazer by Rainbow.