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His wings slapped me in the face and I got upset.
I guess angels get upset.
I got so upset I spit gold and started sweating love.
Why am I mad I thought.
What is mad?
I'm an angel, I don't know what that is.
That's crazy.
I need help.
An angel psychiatrist.
And angel antidepressants.
The air was that color.
Violet.
Someone gassed the troops with some weird violet gas.
The effect of this gas was that everyone gave everyone else presents.
And bleeding through the eyes.