Edna Krabappel's burning cigarette vanishes from her lips like magic. Stunned, she took a moment feeling her bare mouth before looking around on top of the white puffy clouds where she stood as an angel. Scowling, she glared above her floating halo.
"Oh come on," she spoke to no one particular. "Don't tell me Heaven won't allow you to smoke cigarettes anymore!" crossing her arms over her beige colored dress, she stomped her low heel foot in annoyance. Her feathered wings hung from behind. GOD shook a large, yellow finger at her, making her stick out her tongue.