“I’m sick of this debate,” said God; “every time we meet up for Friday night beers we end up talking about it.”
“You’re the one that always brings it up,” said Buddha, taking his hand of cards from the table; “and you’re so closed minded about the subject.”
“But people simply don’t exist,” asserted God. “It’s an ancient idea that’s just ridiculous. You think a rational, logical-thinking being can just come out of nowhere?”
“I’m not saying that they do exist,” replied Buddha. “I’m just not ruling out the possibility.”
“I am,” confirmed Ganesh. “Why would our forefathers just make up the idea?”
“It was written down thousands of years ago,” said God. “It’s just not reliable.”
“I’m sorry but you know my stance on this,” cut in Allah. “Their existence is irrefutable; we’re just unable to comprehend the form in which they live.”
“I’m with God,” added Krishna. “Do you honestly think if I just wave my arms and imagine a tsunami then thousands of people will cease to exist?” Krishna pushed his arms through the air and made an ironic quotation gesture around the word people.
“Yeah,” agreed God, sliding a pile of chips from his stockpile, “and my recurring earthquake dream is magically killing millions.”
“Maybe,” said Allah, “I just don’t think it’s wise screwing with something we don’t really understand. How would you feel if you were wrong?”
“You’re just going to have to agree to disagree,” said Buddha. “I don’t want to hear this bullshit during the game.”
“You’re the one that always brings it up,” said Buddha, taking his hand of cards from the table; “and you’re so closed minded about the subject.”
“But people simply don’t exist,” asserted God. “It’s an ancient idea that’s just ridiculous. You think a rational, logical-thinking being can just come out of nowhere?”
“I’m not saying that they do exist,” replied Buddha. “I’m just not ruling out the possibility.”
“I am,” confirmed Ganesh. “Why would our forefathers just make up the idea?”
“It was written down thousands of years ago,” said God. “It’s just not reliable.”
“I’m sorry but you know my stance on this,” cut in Allah. “Their existence is irrefutable; we’re just unable to comprehend the form in which they live.”
“I’m with God,” added Krishna. “Do you honestly think if I just wave my arms and imagine a tsunami then thousands of people will cease to exist?” Krishna pushed his arms through the air and made an ironic quotation gesture around the word people.
“Yeah,” agreed God, sliding a pile of chips from his stockpile, “and my recurring earthquake dream is magically killing millions.”
“Maybe,” said Allah, “I just don’t think it’s wise screwing with something we don’t really understand. How would you feel if you were wrong?”
“You’re just going to have to agree to disagree,” said Buddha. “I don’t want to hear this bullshit during the game.”