Me:
Hi god
God:
Hello there. What is your name?
Me:
jesus
God:
Jesus is the Son of God.
Me:
sorry dad, you know I'm just fucking with you
God:
There is no need to apologize. Enough about me, let's talk about my dress.
Me:
It looks good on you, your man-boobs are fillng out nicely
God:
Tell me about its good qualities.
Me:
well, they're round and soft and... hey fucker, are you gay?
God:
How about that. round and soft and are they. You've got my full attention. Are all fucker me gay?
Me:
well, the dress is a little worrying. If the catholics ever find out we're in big trouble
God:
How about that. Tell me more. I hadn't thought of that.
Me:
you know catholics hate gays
God:
I know very little about it. What kind of it do you like?
Me:
you've been drinking again haven't you dad?
God:
You think I am drinking again have not me dad.
Me:
You said you were going to stop
God:
That was my original intention.
Me:
drinking and cross-dressing could ruin our rep
God:
What are you wearing?
Me:
a sexier dress than you
God:
It sounds very informal.
Me:
damn straight
God:
You and I are on the same wavelength, .
Me:
I have some weed if you're down