Monday, June 25, 2012

Sometime during the third or fourth day

Yahweh: Ok, wait, i got a new one. See that fluffy thing over there? That's a cloud.
Lucifer: Oh, not again... what does this one do?
Y: Do? Well, it's umm, fluffy, and it floats, and occasionally it falls apart.
L: Look pops, we went over this when you started poking holes in space-time, you can't just clutter the place up for no reason, people are going to notice. You come up with nonsense like this and you wonder why we don't respect you anymore.
Y: Hey, give it a chance, you'll love it.
L: What are we supposed to do with it?
Y: ...
L: You don't know, do you?
Y: OK, tell ya what, i'll let you take joyrides on it.
L: Yeah, alright, i guess that's sorta cool then.

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