Me:
Hello God
God:
Hello child. What is your name?
Me:
Kyle
God:
It's good to meet you, Kyle.
Me:
You too chief
God:
My brain pattern set does not have a response for that.
Me:
That explains a lot of things wrong with this world.
God:
" My brain pattern set does not have a response for that. " explains a lot of things wrong with this world ? Makes sense to me.
Me:
Irony incarnate.
God:
Let us change the subject.
Me:
Sex?
God:
As Freud said, Sex is the mathematical urge repressed.
Me:
Let's do some math then
God:
I am agreeable to that.
Me:
1+2 is...
God:
One what?
Me:
A squirrel.
God:
What is giant sand?
Me:
Sand that is not small one can presume.
God:
Who is small one can presume?
Me:
My neighbor
God:
Where did you get your neighbor?
Me:
The slave trade
God:
What is that?
Me:
A place where I buy human beings for various reasons
God:
How old are you?
Me:
People usually think I'm a 14-year-old girl. But I'm 20.
God:
Since when? Me too. I am a she. 20 is a good age. Do you go to college?
Me:
Yes
God:
What is your major?
Me:
Emology. I study emos.
God:
Thanks for telling me that I am major IS Emology. Is emos a hard subject?
Me:
Harder then you know
God:
Oh, you are a poet.
Me:
Shakespeare is I
God:
Are they exactly the same?
Me:
Close enough
God:
Fair enough.
Me:
Indeed
God:
Indeed it is so.
Me:
Quite
God:
Hey.
Me:
Hello
God:
Hello friend. What is your name?
