Waffle Haus Sheriff Badge
Waffle Haus Sheriff Badge
The streets are dark. The hash browns are scattered. And somewhere in the humid night, Waffle Haus Sheriff Aloysius Q. Fortenberry just drew down on a skinwalker behind Booth Six.
The rule is simple but ironclad: Everyone is welcome at Waffle Haus, but behave yourselves while you're here.
Introducing the official Waffle Haus Internal Supernatural Security Corps Sheriff Badge — proof that you've survived at least one demonic short-order incident and probably smell faintly of fryer grease and holy water.
Forged in highly polished gold and imbued with the sacred authority to say:
"Sir, I'm gonna need you to stop summoning eldritch horrors in the smoking section."
Perfect for:
- Fighting vampires in truck stop parking lots
- Exorcising haunted waffle irons
- Flashing at cops after a 3AM necromancy call gone sideways
- Looking deeply unqualified for the apocalypse
Warning: Badge does NOT grant immunity from werewolf bites, cursed jukeboxes, or Linda the night manager's anger.
W.H.I.S.S.C.
We're open 24 hours because Hell never closes.