Let's say the Devil came up to do some dealing, and he spotted you. The coversation goes like this:
YOU: 'Ahoy, Daemon!'
LUCIFER: 'Ahoy, my Childe!'
LUCIFER: 'I'm a-dealing to-day.'
YOU: 'What's the prize, Old Scratch?'
LUCIFER: 'The nectar of any high-schoole lass.'
YOU: 'Gads! That's a fine prize! What will Phosphor Trade for this spyce?'
LUCIFER: 'You must bed a lass thryce per week, and nary one lass less. You must chuse by 2am each Sunday's morn, or I shall surely grabe you down to Gehenna! You must have this toil for twenty-five year!'
YOU: ' _____ '
What do YOU say to this offer, assuming you don't have a wife or girlfriend?
I should probably confess that this particular thread was (partly) plagiarized from a book of "bawdy scribblings and tracts" that I once checked out of the library in college. It was a compilation of olden times erotic and picaresque writings.