The Archbishop of Canterbury has been having a chat with the Old Man Upstairs about saving us from environmental catastrophe. It's "no go" aparently. He's just about sick and tired of saving us from our own fuck ups, having to take retribution on himself and everything.
Well, the fact is he knew all this as he was creating us and so we he created us with the intention of seeing us destroy everything he has created for us.
I like to think of the Earth as God's Robot Wars. He designed all these life-machines to kick the fuck out of each other. The best machine wins!
God: "Come on you bacteeeeeria! Bacteeeeria, bacteeeeria, bacteeeeria!"
You can imagine the angels doing a kind of cheerleader thing...
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Give God a Bell
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Gee, the Archbishop of Dingleberry has come up with one of the oldest scam excuses for the inaction of the all-powerful albeit shy Super-being: He just doesn't feel like it.
The smart money is on the cockroaches by the way.
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