A podfic of PepperVL's story:

Aziraphale could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. He dropped his book while reading and now the spine is cracked. He tripped over the books he’d been inventorying and dropped his cocoa. It was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

(A retelling of Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day starring our favorite angel.)