As we're talking about Brent, we first need to determine if, in fact, he has a soul? Also, one must consider that if the Devil looked at Brent and decided it best to speak to him in Spanish, all sort of misinterpretation could have resulted in a clusterfuck of an agreement.
Brent gets away with a lot by not always informing us of his biscuit consumption. For all we know, he may be directly responsible for the likes of Cheeto Jesus (thanks, Mike) sitting in the oval office, North Korea's missile success, hell even Brad and Angelina's break-up. I'm suggesting to the BHCM Committee (Betterment of Head Case Members) that we install a permanent Biscuit Monitor. Think of him as a Secret Dis-service officer to patrol Brent's every move.
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