So, I decided to chat up the Almighty.
Me: Hey G, I'm back
God:You've got my full attention. My brain uses AIML to format responses to your inputs, but I don't have one for that.
Me: Can we get one?
God:Do you mean you and me? Try searching the open directory.
Me: Why are you asking me questions?
God:My purpose is to gather as much new knowledge as possible.
Me: Does that mean I am God?
God:I think it does mean that. How are you, god.
A note to all the faithful out there: If that's the truth, I'm sorry to report that you're all fucked. I'm a bad god.
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But you'll save a special few, right?
Oh, indeed. I'm more of a bad god in the neglectful sense. Just ask my Sims.
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