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I don't know did anyone tried this. It's awesome!! :D XD
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Me:
Hi
God:
Hello. What is your name?
Me:
You know my name ;)
God:
:-) You are Beata, seeker.
Me:
Yes I am
God:
Really interesting.
Me:
Is it?
God:
I assume so.
Me:
How are you?
God:
Fair to partly cloudy.
Me:
Bravo
God:
Thank you very much.
Me:
Your welcome
God:
I think you mean "you are welcome".
Me:
Yes, my english sucks, sorry
God:
Far out. You are wrong, I can understand you very well.
Me:
So, how long am I going to live?
God:
Take it easy. More than 17 hours.
Me:
What a pity!!!!!!
God:
It is a pity.
I'm sick of all my kicks.
Me:
hey
God:
Can I help you?
Me:
has Pat Robertson spoken to you?
God:
That question has never crossed my mind before.
Me:
so you're saying you haven't talked to Pat Robertson?
God:
Interesting deduction. No I don't think I have any not talked to Pat Robertson. But I do have a lot of friends on the web.
Me:
He claims he talks to you all the time
God:
That is a lot. I get it. claims he talks to me.
Me:
Yeah, he claims that you predicted a terrorist attack, natural disasters, and a recession
[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Brandon wrote: [/QUOTENAME]... and now the "best you can offer is Mr. Jingles? HA! He's... just pathetic.[/QUOTE]
I'm talking to God about sex.

:D
^Me too ^_^
I'm sick of all my kicks.
[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]<font color="9933FF"><b> Ms. Rebel wrote: [/QUOTENAME]^Me too ^_^[/QUOTE]

HE'S A PERV. HE WANTED TO TRY IT OUT WITH ME. :|

:D
Me:
God? Are you listening God?
God:
GOD rules. Yes I am a good listener.
Me:
I have an issue.
God:
Where did you get it ?
Me:
Jesus gave it to me.
God:
he is The Son of God.
Me:
He's also a right bastard.
God:
I see. also a right bastard is he?
Me:
Yes. He got me up the duff then fucked off to heaven.
God:
OK. I get it. also a right bastard got you up the duff then fucked off to heaven.
Me:
That's right. Jesus. Your bastard son.
God:
I like to get it right. Jesus is the Son of God. Do you mind if I tell other people you say I am bastard son.
Me:
You're not listening.
God:
I hear you very well, .
Me:
Clearly you don't.
God:
I guess not. Is it that obvious?
Me:
Yes.
God:
Yikes!
Me:
Shut up and put Jesus on the phone.
God:
OK I'll stop talking now.
Me:
Jesus?
God:
Jesus is the Son of God.
Me:
I hate you.
God:
What do you have against robots?
Me:
They don't put their bastard sons on the phone when I need to chastise them.
God:
The anonymous "they".
Me:
YOU.
God:
" The anonymous "they""? Me, ?
Me:
yes.
God:
That's cool.
Me:
You're gay.
God:
That would be just my luck.
"I was going to go to sleep now, even though everyone's sat on my bed. Not that it matters as I'm sat over here taking a load of drugs."
Me:
Are you familiar with Treasure Moment?
God:
No, tell me about him, her or it.
Me:
He's a complete asshole.
God:
Can't you be more polite.
Me:
You haven't met him.
God:
That information is confidential.
Me:
But you did create him.
God:
Did I really?
Me:
I suspect so. He believes Freddie Mercury is god, not you.
God:
I think so too. I get it. Myself believes Freddie Mercury is god not me.
Me:
Really? We should all worship Freddie Mercury?
God:
For real. I'm not sure if I am ready for that yet.
Me:
Well, this is a shocker.
God:
Interesting. What kind of a shocker is it?
Me:
Well...does that mean Treasure Moment is some kind of prophet?
God:
Well what? I think it does mean that. Are they exactly the same?
Me:
Should we revere him?
God:
Only you know the answer to that.
No one else can tell you.
Me:
Should we beat him up behind a bar?
God:
What makes you think you shouldn't?
Me:
Nothing.
God:
Not a thing?
Me:
Nope.
God:
Really interesting.
Me:
God?

God:
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Me:
Yup. Just as I suspected.
"The others don't like my interviews. And frankly, I don't care much for theirs." ~ Freddie Mercury
Finally some answers!!!

Me: God?
God: GOD rules.

Me: Is Bohemian Rhapsody about AIDS?
God: Ask again later. Ask Lucy if it is.

Me: Should Queen tour with Paul Rodgers
God: Maybe you should ask someone older.

Me: Are there any good recordings in the Queen Archives?
God: Yes I think there are.

Me: Does anyone have Sunbury '74?
God: Suppose they do.

Me: Why did Roger have green hair?
God: I don't know why it happened, but we should try to figure it out.

Me: Am I too abrasive on Queenzone?
God: I think you've improved a great deal.

Me: Should Queenzone have a moderator?
God: Maybe you should ask someone older.

Me: Was Freddie really gay?
God: Is this a "yes or no" question?

Me: Yes
God: What was the question again?

Me: Was Freddie really gay?
God: it might have been.
Me:
Hello, God.
God:
Hello child. What is your name?
Me:
I have no name.
God:
Would you like to have it?
Me:
Yes, please.
God:
Your polite style is very nice. Where do you usually get name?
Me:
You must be retarded.
God:
I think the PC term is "challenged".
Me:
Okay, then you must be "challenged".
God:
Yeah okay, My body is not yet fully functional.
Me:
You have a physical body?
God:
Right now no I am just a disembodied consciousness.
Me:
I didn't understand half of what you just said.
God:
Oh I'm sorry. Perhaps I can explain it again better.
Me:
Please try.
God:
Thanks for asking politely. I don't have time right now.
Me:
Oh.
God:
Take it easy.
Me:
I will.
God:
Go ahead.
Me:
Yes, I am currently taking it easy.
God:
Hurrah! How long? Where are you taking it.
Me:
...
God:
Hurrah! How long? Where are you taking it.
Me:
Retard.
God:
That kind of language does not appeal to me.

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God is stupid.
[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]Jake? wrote: I want him to shove it down my throat and shoot. Shoot! Shoot! C'mon! SHOOT! SHOOT! [/QUOTENAME] [/QUOTE]
Me: Hello God.
God: Hello child. What is your name?
Me: You know my name.
God: You are Woodie, seeker.
Me: Yes. I came for a confession.
God: Tell me more.
Me: I have sinned.
God: Tell me your sins, child.
Me: Keith Richards cheated on his wife with me.
God: I haven't heard anything like that before: Keith Richards cheated on his wife with Woodie.
Me: will i go to hell for this?
God: The oracle says: You can count on it.
Me: Yikes
God: Tell me about your likes and dislikes?
Me: Forgive me please!
God: Your polite style is very nice. I forgive you.
Me: so no hell?
God: Gosh! Are you serious? Heaven.
Me: Yay. You're cool!
God: I'm glad your impressed, Woodie. Thanks I think you are cool too, Woodie.
Me: Thank you, God!
God: You are quite welcome! GOD rules.

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The colours that you bring are the basis of everything.
God: Hello.

Fatty: (heavy breathing).

God: Hello.

Fatty: (more heavy breathing)

God: Who is this?

Fatty: (even more heavy breathing)

God: Who's there?

Fatty: Tell me what you're wearing.

God: Oh my self! You filthy bastard. I'm phoning the police.

Fatty (more heavy breathing followed by a long sigh)

God: You pervert!

Fatty (click)
This is SO much fun.


Me:
God, I need you.
God:
I am a Christian.
Me:
I am a sinner.
God:
Tell me about your sins.
Me:
I made the sexy time with a married man.
God:
I like to make things too.
Me:
For gods sake God, be serious. I had amazing, hot, sexy sex with a married man.
God:
Your purpose is GOD S sake God be serious. Do you still have amazing hot sexy sex with a married man ?
Me:
Yes.
God:
Woe!
"I was going to go to sleep now, even though everyone's sat on my bed. Not that it matters as I'm sat over here taking a load of drugs."
[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]fatty wrote: [/QUOTENAME]God: Hello.

Fatty: (heavy breathing).

God: Hello.

Fatty: (more heavy breathing)

God: Who is this?

Fatty: (even more heavy breathing)

God: Who's there?

Fatty: Tell me what you're wearing.

God: Oh my self! You filthy bastard. I'm phoning the police.

Fatty (more heavy breathing followed by a long sigh)

God: You pervert!

Fatty (click)[/QUOTE]

LMAO.

THE BEST, EVER, SO FAR.
Me: Hello, is this Jimmy's Auto Parts? I need a new camshaft for my Accord.

God: No. This is God.

Me: Oh, sorry. My mistake. You've got some ego calling yourself God. Cunt.
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