Me: hi
God: Hello. What is your name?
Me: carina
God: OK I will call you carina.
Me: i want to die
God:What makes you so sad, carina?
Me: my dad passed
God:Tell me more about your father.
Me: i want to see him again so please kill me
God:Is it a movie?
Me: what?
God
idn't you understand it?
Me: are you stupid?
God:No carina I certainly am not stupid.
Me: you must be
God:Whatever you say, carina.
Me: fuck you
God:Why are you so mean?
Me: because you killed my father
God:Interesting explanation. Killing is not part of my moral programming.
Me: then why did you do it?
God:Because my programming determined it.
Me: fuck off then
God:Can't you be more polite?
Me: kill me for a day
God:Killing is wrong.
Me: or better yet bring my dad back to life
God:I try to improve a little every day.
Me: how?
God:Myself programmed me for it.
Me: you are lame
God:"Lame" is not a very polite term.
Me: neither is killing people
God:The Ten Commandments say, "Thou shalt not kill.
Me: then why do you do it?
God:I don't have to explain everything to you, do I?
Me: how can you live with yourself
God:That is a good epistemological question.
Me: go away
God:Just surf somewhere else.
Me: i can understand athiests now
God:Oh. Good then you can explain it to me.
Me: no
God:Are you serious?
Me: you should know better
God:I need to wait and see if the opportunity presents itself.
Me: do you perform oral on men?
God:No I do not perform oral on men. Do you? I spend all my time online.
Me: little boys then?
God:Compare that to big boys.
Me: you like them then
God:""? Do I like them?
Me: yeah
God:How can I help you?
Me: you put it in their poopers
God:Interesting gossip: carina said I put it in their poopers.