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[celestialpervert]

[Hear that Heropa? That's the sound of what should be a destitute lounge singer. The sound of smite worthy caterwauling. Yes, ladies and gents, it's Celine Dion and that hell worthy song from that movie we all hate.

At least Balthazar hates it. With a passion. The camera is pointed towards the source, a simple radio while in the corner the angel seems to be scrambling for something heavy enough to hit it with.]

Unacceptable. Un-bloody-acceptable! This bloody fecking song!

[He comes up with a thick hardcover book and throws it. It does nothing, bouncing off the radio and there's a string of curses in french and gaelic. Balthazar doesn't seem to be away that this is being filmed. Someone wanna give him a heads up before he smites himself?]

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[celestialpervert]

Feel the same way about her do you, Joel?

[Audio]

[shittybirthday]

Heh. Never gone so far as throwin' things, although I mighta come close a couple of times back in the day when her music was all you heard playin'.

[On car radio stations. In shopping malls. On television. That damn Titanic movie.]

Can't just change the station?