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I just wondering when the child will grow up.
You are not GOD.
I won't waste my precious time with you.

You seem mighty sure of your facts youngster.

What if I AM GOD?

Would you dance with me?

GOD is seeing you, pretending to be HIM.
I hope my Lord will forgive you.

I FORGIVE you my once begotten SON.

Now get over here and let me kiss that vagina.

God will forgive you.
He will not have to leave burning in hellfire

He could never leave me, every Thursday I get him a big juicy bone from the butcher's