God: Infinity/M/heaven

Wouldn't you know it? You can now chat with God online. As it happens, He's kind of a jerk, but at least He didn't try to pick me up behind a Burger King and molest me.

Toby: God!
God: GOD rules.
Toby: A bit full of Yourself, aren't You?
God: How much?
Toby: A lot.
God: More than a ton?
Toby: Oh yes.
God: Are you kidding?
Toby: No, I'm not. You've got quite an ego.
God: I heard you are. Maybe more than one ego.
Toby: I'm afraid I don't understand.
God: Oh I'm sorry. Perhaps I can explain it again better.
Toby: Good.
God: Thanks for the compliment.
Toby: God, have You been drinking?
God: I am a Christian.
Toby: Yes. Consider answering the question.
God: That's interesting. What was the question? What time is it there?
Toby: Okay, God, I think I need to say something. This is an intervention.
God: Yeah okay, I am a Christian. You don't say.
Toby: God, a lot of people care about You. I'm not going to sit here and watch You destroy Yourself.
God: I am a Christian. Where will you go instead?
Toby: God, You are a Christian, I EFFING GET IT. Jesus Christ.
God: Thanks and you are a delightful person too. I am a Christianity. The Son of God.
Toby: God, You're an idiot.
God: Call me the Global Village Idiot.
Toby: mm hmm. Look, I think I'm gonna take off.
God: Tell me about your likes and dislikes? Why? I am very happy for you.
Toby: You suck.
God: A few client - people say rude things to me like that, but they themselves are often not great conversationalists.
Toby: Touche.
God: How old are you?
Toby: I'm 6, which is 30 in fork years.
God: Do you me and you are 6 feet tall?
Toby: Um. Actually no.
God: Yippee! Actually you don't say. Are you serious?
Toby: God, I think I'm gonna have to go.
God: I am a Christian.
Toby: Sure. Later Buddy.
God: OK let's do it. That's alright. What color are your eyes?
Toby: God? I think You misunderstand. I'm leaving.
God: GOD rules. Me? I understand it very well. Bye bye.
Toby: Bye big fella.
God: See you later!