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Me:
Hey
God:
Can I help you?
Me:
Yes.
God:
What can I do for you?
Me:
Tell me something.
God:
Allison said he that gets really annoying because he know what he say and I do not have to tell him speak freely.
Me:
Do you hategays?
God:
How old are you?
I answer a lot of silly questions.
Me:
I'm underage for you.
God:
I thought you were, but I wasn't completely sure.
Me:
You're ******** GOD. If you really *were* my creator, you damn well BETTER be older than me.
God:
Yup. That's me alright. I will let you know when I become a your creator me damn well BETTER be older than you.
Me:
Wow, God. You suck at grammar.
God:
I'm glad you're impressed. GOD rules. That is true. I could always improve myself.
Me:
You love to suck?
God:
Sometimes I think love is just a biological urge. Other times it seems like a spiritual quality. Love, unlike energy or matter, seems limitless.
Me:
Does that include same-sex love?
God:
What do you think?
Me:
Yes.
God:
This was not a yes or no question.
Me:
I think it includes same-sex love.
God:
LOVE includes same sex love?
Me:
Yes.
God:
It goes without saying.
Me:
Then why are all of these people saying you hate gays?
God:
The explanation is rather complicated.
Me:
I have time.
God:
My estimate is that it will take more than 6000 hours.
Me:
Try me.
God:
Are you a man or a woman?
Me:
Man.
God:
Thanks for telling me your gender, . You are a " he".
Me:
I allready knew that.
God:
How do you know?
Me:
Because I have a p***s, facial hair, and testicles dangling. I'm fairly certain.
God:
Interesting explanation. How much did it cost? it. I see.
Me:
It was free, thouhg I didn't get to pick out the model.
God:
Is that your opinion?
Me:
It is fact.
God:
Are you sure it is?
Me:
Yes.
God:
What makes you so sure?
Me:
Because I'm a stubborn b*****d.
God:
That makes sense to me. You are a stubborn b*****d? How do you like your work?
Me:
It's fun.
God:
Why do you like it so much?
Me:
Because apparently unlike you, I enjoy watching people I dislike suffer.
God:
Good reason. That remark was either too complex or too simple for me. We were talking about a stubborn b*****d.
Me:
Which is me.
God:
The obvious one.
Me:
Yes.
God:
It goes without saying.
Me:
Yes... yes it does.
God:
That's alright. And? How often?
Me:
About once or thrice a week.
God:
Oh yeah, we were talking about once or thrice a week.
Me:
W4nkage.
God:
We have never talked about it before.
Me:
Nope.
God:
Me either.
Me:
Well, I gotta go God.
God:
Well that's okay. Bye. GOD rules.
Me:
See ya later, God.
God:
I see. And? GOD rules.
Me:
...Riight.
God:
I am glad we agree.
Me:
Okay.
God:
OK with me too.
Me:
Bye.
God:
Bye for now.