“Why do you sit up in heaven while the world’s ozone layer rots?” Another new voice appeared. This time it was from another angel, he had graying wings. He was a little on the chubby side, and he had neatly combed gray hair.

“Me dammit!” Tom explained. “I knew I shouldn’t have made you an angel! I don’t know why I have angels in politics, let alone democrats!”

“Hey, you invited me.” The man said. “And it’s not my fault I got a nobel prize for An Inconvenient Truth....and inventing the internet!”

“You didn’t invent the internet, and that crappy-ass movie of yours isn’t even half true!!” Tom boomed. “Now I banish you, ya damn liberal!!”

In a puff of black smoke, the man who I was starting to think was Al Gore was gone.

Tom was shaking his head. “Politicians make horrible angels. Please, next question.”