I realize that the predicament was through no fault of my own.

I realize that my anger should be placed not on myself or even on Lust (which, fortunately, it isn't) but on the damned scientists who thought it was a good idea to complicate an already hormone-ridden age with superpowers.

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Happy new year.

I resolve to be less arrogant. I also resolve to lie less... to people I like.

All handful of you.

With the upcoming charity auction led by the resident incarnation of the same name, some of you may notice that among those listed is an angel by the name of Lucifer. Although my company is rarely sought after, I remind you that this is for a good cause.

I also remind you that I am not above bribing you with cupcakes.

There has recently been a lot of debate over whether or not it is appropriate to say "Happy Holidays." Personally, I don't care which I hear, as my version of Christmas is less a religious celebration than a retail one. However, I'm sure that some of you do have religious goings-on ( Read more... )

God.

The following is a public service announcement from one of your resident angels.

Shut your fucking doors.

Especially when you're fucking.

Yours,

Lucifer.

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