"Hey Old Man Clayton: Public Sidewalk, Public Sidewalk! Public Sidewalk, Public Sidewalk!" -The Whitaker Street Kids, Fall of 1978   And cheerily we shall feast on the marrow sliced from the bones of the happy family, and wash it down with The Devil's own rum!     Attention Old Man Jorgensen: "We shall KILL you! We shall KILL you!" -The Whitaker Street Kids, Summer of '77  

Who will be chosen
as The Devil Worshippers' next victim?
Will it be YOU?