someone should start a petition to call good omens version gabriel "archangel fucking gabriel" anytime someone says his name.

Example number 1

Aziraphale hated Archangel Fucking Gabriel, more than anything. Which is why, when Archangel Fucking Gabriel was accidentally pushed in the middle of the road, totally not by a certain slithery demon, Aziraphale decided to run him over with Crowley's very own 1926 black Bentley. Of course, this must have been some kind of demonic tempting, because Azi? Pft, he would never do a bad deed, let alone running over Archangel Fucking Gabriel.

Example number 2

Beelzebub, the prince — er, princess? — of Hell, and overall wholly evil in all of his — her — it's —fallen angel-ness. And the fact that Archangel Fucking Gabriel was in her bedroom was a mere coincidence. All it was was demonic tempting, that's it! Just trying to manipulate and tarnish a pure soul — the purest in fact — for her master, that's it! At least, that's what she told herself as she tried to hold herself back at the sight of Archangel Fucking Gabriel on her bed, looking like quite a... bottom. Ahem, moving on. She cleared her thoughts.

Example number 3

"I'm Archangel Fucking Gabriel!" Archangel Fucking Gabriel exclaimed.

Example number 4

"Archangel Fucking Gabriel, is that you?" Aziraphale nervously stammered, hiding a smirking shirtless Crowley behind his back and failing miserably.

"What is this?" Archangel Fucking Gabriel seethed. "Are you... are you fraternizing with the enemy?!"

"I would explain.. errr.." Azi began.

Crowley stepped out from behind him, now wearing his black jacket, and stood in front of Archangel Fucking Gabriel.
"But it's ineffable." He winked, and snapped, and in a sort of demonic miracle Archangel Fucking Gabriel exploded in a flash of fire.
"Can I get a wahoo?" He smirked, staring at where Archangel Fucking Gabriel was standing only moment before.

My point proven.

Also I could have just done the first paragraph but I think I'm high on Chinese food and tissues