Adam's Meeting Room, Heaven, 1:23pm

Seemingly out of the blue, the egostical golden-black Christmas Tree decided you'd be his third in command

It was no surprise seeing him shove pieces of rib down his mouth- isn't that a DAMN MASK!? Anyway, he was deciding you'd be 'the third in the command of the Dickmaster' because you were, and I quote, 'one of the biggest balled exorcists ever seen'

"Yeah, yeah, so that's it!"

Insert epic guitar sounds