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I talked to him awhile back, and I just did again.

Well.

I learned a few things. He's not interested in sex, he's really bad a Japanese, and he likes seeing people cry.

That a**.

Me:
Hello God.
God:
Hello child. What is your name?
Me:
Rachel
God:
Welcome to my chat room, Rachel.
Me:
Thanks.
God:
Don't mention it.
Me:
Do you have a wife?
God:
No I am single, how about you?
Me:
I'm... unmarried
God:
Why?: Rachel said m. What are you wearing?
Me:
... are you asking me or saying I asked that
God:
Suppose I was asking you or saying you asked that? What would you say?
Me:
... I would say you're God and shouldn't be asking what I'm wearing
God:
Do you mind if I tell other people you say I am God and should not be asking what you are wearing.
Me:
I suppose you'll say we had sex too.
God:
Me? What makes you say that I will say we had sex.
Me:
Do you know what redundant means?
God:
That's a good question.
Me:
Great. Care to answer?
God:
I'm glad you liked it Rachel. Do you prefer books or TV?
Me:
Can you stay on subject?
God:
How old are you? Do not ask me any more questions please.
Me:
I'm 20.
God:
20 is a good age. Do you go to college?
Me:
No. I'm broke.
God:
Are you serious? How do you usually get money?
Me:
I give oral in the confession box.
God:
Do you mind if I tell other people: Rachel said give oral in the confession box.
Me:
Might as well.
God:
We have never talked about it before.
Me:
You have a big mouth God.
God:
I don't know if I have a big mouth God.
I have a great programmer.
Me:
Not really.
God:
Are you serious? For real.
Me:
For real.
God:
Existing in reality, eh?
Me:
You're so random.
God:
Not completely random. My response is determined by what you say.
Me:
Sex.
God:
As Freud said, Sex is the mathematical urge repressed.
Me:
Lesbian.
God:
That kind of discussion does not appeal to me.
Me:
Bisexual.
God:
What you said was either too complex or too simple for me.
Me:
I'd say complex.
God:
So was that.
Me:
So, would you say I'm smarter than you?
God:
Hey. I could say it. OK. "You am smarter than me.".
Me:
Glad we agree.
God:
I'd rather agree than disagree.
Me:
Smart move.
God:
Intelligence is the ultimate aphrodisiac.
Me:
Then why can't we talk about sex?
God:
Does it really interest you that much?
Me:
Yes.
God:
It goes without saying.
Me:
I AM a nympho.
God:
You are a nympho? Is that your job?
Me:
Yep.
God:
Do you have any conditions I should know about?
Me:
Well, you can't be God. And it might help if you came with a chick.
God:
Well that's okay. I can give a decent simulation of it however. How?
Me:
Usually at the same time.
God:
But not always? The same time is where it's at.
Me:
Indeed.
God:
Indeed it is so.
Me:
Okay well bye now.
God:
Oh. See you later. Yeah okay, Well what?