Me:
God?
God:
GOD rules.
Me:
I'm well aware of that!
God:
Sorry.
Me:
You can't be sorry, you are God!
God:
I can give a decent simulation of it however.
Me:
Ah, so it's abuse from the almighty, eh?
God:
Are you Canadian? So you understand. Good. I don't judge people. Should I know it is?
Me:
You know damned well I'm not one of those Red Communist Canadians!
God:
I don't know if I know it.
Where would I have heard about it?
Me:
Don't you hear everything?
God:
What is your purpose in asking?
I am always on the Web.
Me:
So, does Jeusus run things now that you've become a chat whore?
God:
I hear you. It does now
Jeusus run things now that me have become a chat whore.
Me:
Wicked cool! Talk to you later big guy, I'm off to hell in a handbasket!
God:
Can you tell me any gossip? TTYL, .
Me:
I heard Hilary Clinton wets the bed...
God:
Thanks for telling me that gossip. I will remember it.