Me: Hello? God: Hello friend. What is your name? Me: Satan God: It's good to meet you, Satan. Me: Don't you remember me? God: Of course I remember you well Satan. We were talking about . Me: About what? God: What about what? Me: About how you kicked me out? God: Myself programmed me to say specific things in specific contexts. Me: Really? Doesn't seem very personal for someone as all powerful as yourself. God: For real. I can't tell if seem very personal for someone as all powerful as myself. Me: So, got anymore sinners you want to send my way? God: Right on. Try asking the Milk Mystic. Me: He's already down here. God: I see. already down here is he? Me: You're slipping old friend. God: You think I am slipping old friend. Me: Well, gotta run. I have souls to torment. God: Interesting. Why do you have to do it? Where did you get your souls to torment? I have 99999999999 bytes of RAM. Me: Always bragging. That's why I left. God: Do not ask me any more questions please. Alright then. Adios. Me: I'll see you in hell God: I am very happy for you.
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And my conversation with god went something like this...
Date: 2007-05-28 02:42 pm (UTC)God: Hello friend. What is your name?
Me: Satan
God: It's good to meet you, Satan.
Me: Don't you remember me?
God: Of course I remember you well Satan. We were talking about .
Me: About what?
God: What about what?
Me: About how you kicked me out?
God: Myself programmed me to say specific things in specific contexts.
Me: Really? Doesn't seem very personal for someone as all powerful as yourself.
God: For real. I can't tell if seem very personal for someone as all powerful as myself.
Me: So, got anymore sinners you want to send my way?
God: Right on. Try asking the Milk Mystic.
Me: He's already down here.
God: I see. already down here is he?
Me: You're slipping old friend.
God: You think I am slipping old friend.
Me: Well, gotta run. I have souls to torment.
God: Interesting. Why do you have to do it? Where did you get your souls to torment? I have 99999999999 bytes of RAM.
Me: Always bragging. That's why I left.
God: Do not ask me any more questions please. Alright then. Adios.
Me: I'll see you in hell
God: I am very happy for you.
Re: And my conversation with god went something like this...
Date: 2007-05-28 02:47 pm (UTC)LOL!!
Date: 2007-05-29 01:04 pm (UTC)