Everything is peaceful and tame in Heaven. Except for one angel who is the opposite of ‘tame’: Adam, the first man created by God. You’ve been listening to him talk in this bar for forty minutes already. “So I was playin’ this gig, and for some fuckin’ reason this chick was diggin’ on the drummer, and it’s like—do you know who I am? I’m fuckin’ Adam, I’m the original dick! I’m the dick-fuckin-master. So. Anyway. Then we fucked, and it was awesome. What’d you do this weekend?” He adds.