I look around in shock. So this was purgatory.

I look around in shock. So this was purgatory. Cas and Dean had warned me about this place. They said its far more terrifying then Hell, but I had to come. I had to find the one.

The only. The administrator who had the power to grant me the day off on my birthday. Purgatory was a strange department name to be sure, but Cas and Dean had also commented that

there would lots of cake, pie, burgers and a ton of other junk food this evening. After all, Purgatory was the most sinful place and what could be more sinful than huge cherry pie.

Well actually, since this was Purgatory it was a microwaved cherry pie hot pocket, scaldingly hot and with only stones. But we get ahead of ourselves. The first junkfood course was

that fried apple banana peanut butter tart the snake made for Eve to tempt her to eat the first junk food from the junk food tree. I walked through purgatory, remembering the story

like it was only yesterday. My grandmother told me, warning me of the dangers of junk food. But did I listen? Hell no. So here I am, stuck in purgatory, wishing I had some way to

order a pizza for delivery. I'd go to the drive thru and pick up a couple of burgers, but my infernal car broke down again, and there's no mass transit here. My pal Dante thinks

its better to order pizza and have it delivered than go to Hell at 3208 W. Armitage. Dante's Pizza serves some unusual pizza topping combinations such as anchovies, spinach and

pineapple. Trying to order pizza at Dante's is a unique experience. If you can get past the funky smells coming from the kitchen and the unqualified staff,you may get a pizza...

served with a dark beer by a hairy-handed lady with a patch on one eye, who might leer at you with a lustful gleam coming off of her single tooth as she..