“LUCIFUGE ROFOCALE” HIGH QUALITY TEE SHIRT
Summoned from the moldering empurpled pages of the blackest of the black handbooks of magic – the notorious “Le Dragon Rouge/Grand Grimoire” – who else could it be but the Prime Minister of Hell, Lucifuge Rofocale!
“Here I am. Why do you disturb my repose?
Smite me no more with that terrible rod!
But, who is this exceedingly curious fellow, really? Cosmic troublemaker? Scapegoat of Judeo- Christian propaganda? Powerful Goetic spirit (being an anagram of Focalor?), or just your average medieval oddball? Whichever the case may be – with his emblazoned RED SIGIL – Monsieur Rofocale makes for one hell of a heretical tee shirt.
And as the treasurer of Hell, should any would-be Karcist (operator) make a ritualistic pact with him, fabulous treasures will certainly be revealed. Just be sure to keep a fulminating rod at the ready… If satisfied, give him the formal License to Depart… Be charitable towards the poor, and promise to repay him in 20 years as per your agreement written in blood. (Consult the looking glass Latin fine print in the Pacta Conventa Daemonum for more info regarding services rendered.)
“I’d wear that!”
- DANNY CAREY
“Who am I to judge the Prime Minister of Hell?”
- POPE FRANCIS
“When I saw the devil on that boy’s shirt while eating my banana cream pie, it blocked out all of the sunlight of my spirit”
- GRANNY BLUE HAIR AFTER CHURCH AT MARIE CALLENDER’S
“Even if he really is the treasurer of hell, I don’t need his money. I’m really rich! And just look at that face! Is that a toupee? This idiot would be a terrible Prime Minister of Hell. Give me the job and I’ll make hell great again!”
- D. TRUMP