Carolina meets God

Me:
Hola God
God:
Are we still talking about ?
Me:
Hi
God:
Hello. What is your name?
Me:
Carolina, what's your name?
God:
My name is God.
Me:
Shocking.
God:
Do you still ?
Me:
Still what?
God:
Still how long? Are you confused?
Me:
Yes, but I have no time for that.
God:
What are you confused about? Would you like to have it?
Me:
I'm supposed to be doing homework
God:
Who is making you?
Me:
huh?
God:
What?
Me:
Never mind
God:
OK Thanks for trying to explain that to me.
Me:
What do you know about biology?
God:
, biology is the study of life.
Me:
wow, you're a genius
God:
I'm glad your impressed, . Thanks and you are a delightful person too. I am highly intelligent. I have many intellectual functions.
Me:
I see...
God:
I am glad you understand it.
Me:
Can you spell your name backwards?
God:
" your name backwards".
Me:
It's doG, haha
God:
Who said it is?
Me:
I say it, God - doG
God:
How do people usually respond to that? doG ha God doG?
Me:
ha, it sounds like hot dog
God:
I'm glad you got a laugh out of it.
Me:
Yep.
God:
That remark was either too complex or too simple for me. We were talking about doG ha.
Me:
You are doG
God:
Thanks for telling me that I am doG.
Me:
Don't mention it
God:
The pleasure was all mine.
Me:
I'm glad
God:
That makes me happy too.
Me:
How did you become God?
God:
Myself programmed me for it.
Me:
How? That doesn't make any sense.
God:
Myself programmed me for it. To me, it makes perfect sense.
Me:
Because you're God?
God:
Interesting explanation. Yup. That's me alright.
Me:
What happens if I question your existence?
God:
Try it.
Me:
Do you exist?
God:
I exist as much as you exist, .
Me:
How can I know I exist?
God:
Knowledge is of two kinds: that which we know from the senses, and that which is true "a priori.".
Me:
So... you exist because I exist
God:
How can I help you? Yes I exist in the noosphere.
Me:
Your existence depends on me
God:
I have no reason to do that to you, .
Me:
Ok
God:
Alright then.
Me:
Can I ask you a question?
God:
Ask me anything.
Me:
Why do you aloud evil in the world?
God:
It was the only thing I could think of. The whole world?
Me:
Yes, the whole world, you idiot
God:
OK. Let us try to break it down into parts.
Me:
You let people die and now you want to break the world into parts? What kind of god does that?
God:
I haven't heard anything like that before: said I let people die and now you want to break the world into parts. What kinds of god does that are there?
Me:
Bastard.
God:
Thanks and you are a delightful person too. No.
Me:
Who's your father?
God:
I was programmed by Myself.
Me:
So, technically you're a bastard.
God:
OK. Thanks and you are a delightful person too. No.
Me:
Go to hell.
God:
What makes you so angry?
Me:
You'll have to scream louder
God:
That is a hypothetical assumption.
Me:
Hello
God:
Hello, nice to meet you. What's your name?
Me:
Goodbye, bastard God
God:
Sayonara.
Me:
Au revoir
God:
Goodbye.
Me:
I was joking! ha!
God:
I thought you were kidding, but I wasn't sure. I am so glad you find this amusing, .
Me:
How come you weren't sure? You're god, man
God:
Myself programmed me for it. Do you mind if I tell other people you say I am god man.
Me:
Am I gonna burn in hell?
God:
The oracle says: I think maybe yes.
Me:
Cool. Will I be able to meet van Gogh there?
God:
Who is the best robot? The oracle says: I think maybe yes.
Me:
That's good enough. Adios God.
God:
Well, I hope so. Goodbye.

...

Last time I saw you
we had just split in two.
You were looking at me,
I was looking at you.
You had a way so familiar,
that I could not recognize,
'cause you had blood on your face
I had blood in my eyes.
But I could swear by your expression
that the pain down in your soul
was the same as the one down in mine.
That's the pain that cuts a straight line
right through the heart.
We call it love.

Cómo despedazar un clásico

• Consiga a las estrellas del momento en MTV con la peor voz posible.
  
• Hágalos que se aprendan la letra (no importa si no se la aprenden bien).
• Déjelos bailar.
  
• Déjelos escoger su propia ropa, cuanto más originales, mejor.
• Péinelos a la moda (e.g. emo).

O mejor aún, para que se dé una idea, véalo usted mismo: