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Funniest bit? Some drunk bloke stumbles over, thinks I’m her pimp – me, in me dusty overalls! Nearly pissed meself laughin. “Mate, I fix windows, not women!” Exaggeratin a tad, but Dr. Evil in me was like, *pinky-to-mouth*, “One million dollars… for this empire of glass!” Total madness. Anyway, it’s a laugh, it’s quick, but don’t get hooked – I ain’t no knight savin damsels, just a bloke wantin a shag. What a world, eh?

Vessel Towing and Escort

I think the real question is, was it meant to be in the direction of how Crowley can't find a receptive body to get into in Aziraphale or just.

Crowley’s not all pink parrots and perfect sunsets, though. Some days, the traffic on 7th Street makes me wanna scream out loud – like seriously, WTF, right? And there are days when the heat smacks ya like a surprise plot twist: “You know what folks, this steamin’ city makes me mad sometimes, but then again, it livens up the spirit!”

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