Out in the garden. Man the barricades!To the guns, troops! Repel the invading forces of Hell!
Erm, I don't see any demons?
You don't? You don't see those bloody great flappy things, gore dripping from their fangs,
lining up ready to deprive a young kitten of her very lifes blood....and possibly her dinner?
Oh those demons, sorry, I see now. Of course, I know them as butterflies.
Pretty, harmless, never touched a kitty bic in their lives but what would I know?
Butterflies? Not demons?
Nope, not demons, fiends, evil spirits, devils or any other denizen of the Underworld.
Boy, is my face red.