In honor of Evil, here's a favorite story.
We went to the Grand Canyon sightseeing.
Went on the mule ride.
All the way down I was looking at this little spot way down by the river... just didn't look right.
The closer we got I realized it was a donkey, half flat, on it's back with legs in the air.
I ran over 'an rolled him over, there was a hispanic fellow under the donkey with a T-shirt that read "Evil Lopez".