Flight 667, the Devil, and Tyler Perry

Houston to Seattle, four hours of terror. A terror unseen for most of the flight. A feeling in the gut. The awful microwaved cheeseburger we'd been fed? Or the embodiment of pure evil sitting so near to us?

We offer the following photographic evidence as proof that we did in fact see the Devil on our flight home from Houston. Furthermore, our flight number was 667, which very likely means our real flight number was 666, but, you know, they'd never book a flight number 666.

Still a non-believer? How about the man sitting in front of the Devil? The one lacking a head. Perhaps he was snoring or had an annoying nose-whistle. Whatever the offense, it is quite clear that she, the Devil, had had enough.

And if you still require further proof that the Devil was in fact on our flight, let us tell you this: the in-flight movie was Tyler Perry's The Family that Preys, which we had already been forced to watch last Thursday on the flight from Seattle to Houston. God help us.