Paddy on the day Chorus tried to be "relatable"

Good evening, Sparks. Paddy O’Really here. What are ya at, me ducks? Let me tell ya's a story about me friend, Kor-us Angelicus Kor-us Angelicus decided she was too perfect and thought she was pissing people off. So she decided she was going to be more relatable...... (I am using air quotes for those not here) and she activated her android “Morning Human Woman Mode.” She arrived in a robe, slippers and a transparent hairnet holding back absolutely no hair. Face full of pillow creases, demanding a cigarette and morning coffee. One flower in her was crying. Not drooping—crying. Flowers do not cry people. .......HA HA! HA!.......Buddy over there gets it! That flower had seen the morning breath. Then then the angel lady says, “Pull my finger.” I said, “Really, Kor-us?” She said, “Come on. It's a human thing Paddy” So I pulled it— and the finger came off. Now I’m holding an angel’s finger, reconsidering several religions— when it farts brown gas directly into the room. The smell had ancestors. It wasn’t an odour. It was a presence making decisions. Maddie shouted, “Farts don’t come from fingers!” Kor-us says, “Where is the fun in that?” like a wide eyed maniac. Then she stands inside the cloud, proud as anything, and says: “Romeo calls it my blast radius.” Jesus, look at her laughing,.....squealing....snorting......no folks......there are no piglets being harmed in hall tonight....that is an angel trying to survive laughter She's Relatable, Sparks. Still dangerous.. God luv Kor-us me duckie, I see the devil in ya. That's me time Sparks, I've been Paddy O'Really.