I don't know what you're talking about. <3
Arkansas? Satan, mighty ruler of Hell and everything that was unholy, had been in Arkansas of all places? Wrath continued to chew and realised he had no idea where on God's green earth Arkansas was. Somewhere in America probably. Where exactly... who cared. It wasn't as if anyone would ever ask him if they wanted to know, and if they did ask him, he'd made sure they would never again.
"It's that cheap made in China crap. Couldn't even hold a dead flea." The Sin took a swig from his bottle and then another. "What did ye expect, besides?" he asked, stretching out on his side and propped his head up.
"Every time ye vanish, nobody thinks ye'll pop up again until ye do and then everyone pisses their pants and then ye vanish again."