So, you wanna be a Minion?

The question every John and Jane are dying to know the answer to.

Although, for centuries Hell has been spoken of, we feel quite misjudged! Of all the names the Land of the Living has conjured up… Hades, Sheol, the underworld, and oddly enough, Tartarus. What in the world is that? Never once have you mortals remembered that it is our home. Regardless of our bad reputation, one may be surprised to find out that our mailbox is often full with requests to be the Mayor of Hell for the Day. Whether you choose to be Mayor in person or away, you’re always welcome. See, we’re really quite a surprising bunch aren’t we? Although, as a guest Mayor, you will only be permitted to see the first circle in Hell, which happens to be limbo. Because the other eight are too heavy (and cloaked in utter darkness) for your delicate stomachs to bear and eyes to see. That being said, at times we are questioned by the very brave “How can I become a Minion in Hell?” As much fun as a televised game show competition would be, our budget is not as endless as our time is here. Therefore, we’ll give you the low down on living low. First things first, do you have to permanently leave the Land of the Living? No! Do you have to be short on kindness, and long on a bad temper? Not at all, as we actually prefer the opposite. How else does one expect to make our visitors laugh? Oh, might we add that gym days are vital as well. How else does one keep an unusually strong arm for scooping ice cream? Yup, the ice cream, it’s a hot commodity down here! Yet another surprising revelation. In fact, we have been so badly misunderstood, we’re considering taking your historians to court for slander!

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