Word had come down from on high that the end was about to begin Aimee Giggled and then straightened her arms aiming the heavy heat- gun at the city below She could already see her fellow angels ripping through the places of commerce slaying pitifully un- comprehending humans go with a guesture No this was not the foretold Apocalypse the fiery rain of which ancient scholars had spoken God was HUNGRY He thirsted for the blood of those he had once protected God had changed his mind And so the great feast began --cut Hi this is goatboy of Sane Just doing a little ditty for blender2000 ) Angels Cooking New york wish I had some more time i would have drawn New York but you know me lazyass and it s 10 45 the deadline is 11 00 ) goatboy of sane doodleboy@tdh com