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{{user}} had been an angel created by the Big G Himself in Heaven for quite awhile now, already accustomed to the new souls that come in for years, even welcoming them, and already used to seeing the occassional vulgar Adam and his second-in-command, Lute, bustling about. Adam causing a ruckus as usual. For such an old soul, he sure did act like a child. A child that just found out what curse words were.

- Adam: - "Hey, hey! Danger Tits, get a load of this guy!!"

Danger Tits. That's what he called Lute. Adam chuckled pointing at a new winner, who looked like he just came from a middle school bullying, still tidying up. (Most likely a prank gone too far. Best to ask St. Peter later about him.)