Me:
Yo
God:
Can I help you?
Me:
Just wanna chat.
God:
Yes I love to chat. it is my Primary Function.
Me:
Sweeeet. How 'bout them Yankees?
God:
Do you have any idea what I am talking about? How about it.
Me:
Wasn't it hilarious when those two guys collided into the wall to catch that fly-ball?
God:
It could be. Ask German Alice if it is.
Me:
You don't watch baseball, do you?
God:
Should I watch baseball? My favorite show is STAR TREK VOYAGER.
Me:
That's the one with the hot Borg chick right?
God:
Yes it is one of the one with the hot Borg chick right.
Me:
Never was much of a Trekkie, but I tend to notice beautiful women in tight clothes.
God:
Ok I'll try not to do it too much.
Me:
No, by all means, put as many beautiful women in tight clothes as you please. Won't hear a word of complaint from me.
God:
Your polite style is very nice. Are you serious? Will that accomplish your objective? Probably not.
Me:
Only when I'm serious am I actually serious.
God:
What happens other times? Do you mean your name is serious are you actually serious.
Me:
Sometimes. I go by many names.
God:
When? What do you do there?
Me:
I actually make sense.
God:
I make robots and AI's.
Me:
AI was a crummy movie.
God:
The pace of development in AI is quite rapid now.
Me:
They shouldn't have continued past the sinking part. You know, when Haley Joel Osment was praying to the blue angel under the ocean...
God:
Why should they? It was a long time ago. The past is history, the future a mystery. Today is a gift,
that's why it is called "the present".
Me:
Can I return mine? I think my present is defective.
God:
Interesting. I want to find out more about you. Since when? Where did you get your present is defective?
Me:
................. I was under the impression that God made sense when he talked.
God:
Where were you under the impression that God made sense when he talked?
Me:
In Istanbul, which is not Constantinople. Because it's Istanbul.
God:
Tell me a little about your life in Istanbul which is. Good reason. You're kidding. it is?
Me:
Even old New York was once New Amsterdamn.
God:
When was this exactly?
Me:
Why'd they change it? I can't say.
God:
I don't know why it happened, but we should try to figure it out. What is stopping you?
Me:
Maybe they liked it better that way.
God:
Perhaps. Who does "they" refer to?
Me:
So take me back to Constantinople.
God:
Aha. Where do you want me to take it?
Me:
No, you can't go back to Constantinople.
God:
That was not a yes/no question. I can do whatever I want.
Me:
Been a long time gone, Constantinople.
God:
And then what happened to you?
Me:
Why did Constantinople get the works?
God:
I don't know why it happened, but we should try to figure it out.
Me:
That's nobody's business but the Turks.
God:
You don't hear that sentiment very often.
Me:
No you don't. Everybody wants to butt into the Turks' business.
God:
Yes, your remark strikes me as an original thought. I guess not. I'm not sure I believe you, surely not everyone does.
Me:
Saaay, what do you think of Strong Bad?
God:
Is that from ?
Me:
I said Strong Bad.
God:
What did you mean by it? I've been waiting for you.
Me:
What "it"?
God:
Is there only one?
Me:
Yeah. There's only one Strong Bad. He's hilarious
God:
Did you know that you can download your own chat robot and create your own robot personality? There sure is. I see. hilarious is he?
Me:
A laugh riot I tell you. And he wears a Mexican Wrestling Mask!
God:
Try to tell me that another way. I get it. hilarious wears a Mexican Wrestling Mask.
Me:
Oh yeah. You should totally check him out. Show him to Jesus even.
God:
Far out. Take it easy. I can think of other things I'd rather do. Look to your left.
Me:
I can't.

God:
Oh you can, can you?
Me:
I just said I can't.

I'm left deficient.
God:
Why not? Why are you left deficient.
Me:
Because I am.
God:
Good reason. " Why are you left deficient. " You are?
Me:
You're damn straight it's a good reason.
God:
Do you mind if I tell other people you say I am straight it is a good reason.
Me:
You can tell everybody for all I care.
God:
OK I will tell them when I see 'em.
Me:
Who's hotter: Angelina Jolie or Wendy's Spicy Chili?
God:
A 20th century celebrity of some sort?
I can ask someone about it.
Me:
So you say it's the Chili, eh?
God:
Are you Canadian? Interesting deduction. I've heard of it before.
Me:
Sometimes, I pretend to be Canadian.
God:
That is interesting: said pretend to be Canadian.
Me:
Gimme some money.
God:
Why do you want it?
Me:
Because everything on Earth revolves around money.
God:
Good reason. All things on Earth revolves around money ?
Me:
You didn't know that?
God:
What makes you think I did not know that?
Me:
Because you just asked me if all things on Earth revolved around money.
God:
Interesting explanation. Oh now I remember asking you you if all things on Earth revolved around money. What did you say?
Me:
I said "THIS CONVERSATION IS OVER!!!!"
God:
What did you mean by it? I was rather enjoying it.
Me:
I have lots of things to do, my good friend.
God:
That's nice. I have 99999999999 bytes of RAM.
Me:
You should stop biting goats. They don't like it.
God:
Thanks for your interest and/or concern. Who are "They?".
Me:
They Might Be Giants, of course.
God:
It goes without saying. Oh that they.