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Being the good guy wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Man, that just ain't my gig. I never told anybody I knew right from wrong, good from bad...I just did anything I want to do. Then some dude assigned me to this freakin' Goldilocks-looking kid, told me to tell her not to do bad things? You're kiddin', right? Like I care what she wanted to do. So me and Stacy, that's the girl, see? Me and Stacy ditched the other Imp - what a lame-o. Turns out we had our jobs backwards; that imp was nothing but a goody-two-shoes.
Me and Stacy, we do pretty good. It's hard, but ain't anyone gonna tell us no. They say "no," we say "punch you in the FACE!"
Oh, and if we see Stacy's other imp? She is Dead Meat!
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