Walked into a pizza parlour at 4am in the morning and saw a couple of goths decked out in full regalia, trench coats, hair extensions, platform boots and all. The sight of these unholy beings of darkness with pizza slices in hand and grease smeared around their mouths was too much for me to bear.
After I got my order I couldn't resist saying out loud to my friend,"I am the Lord of Darknesssss...eating pizzaaaaargggh!" The slack jawed expressions on their pasty little faces as I walked out were priceless.