Last night they met again.
M: Nice going God, who knew that you were a Tampa Bay fan.
G: Well my thought was this, I don't like Bookies, so I had some people place bets for me before the season at 50,000 to 1. I'll clean up and the bookies will be wiped out.
M: So you fixed the Playoffs.
G: That's such an ugly word.
M: What happens if they don't pay.
G: Not pay God, I don't think so.
M. People have been doing it throughout history.
G: And, I've been punishing them. You've heard about the flood and the Tower of Babel. More recently I made them have eight years of George W. Bush. By the Way, I also made them sit through the English Patient.
M: Oh, so that was your idea.
G: I called you here for a reason. I need you to take Jesus for some drinks again.
M: Not again. We always end up at a Leper Colony.
G: Stop picking on him. It's tough on a kid being born out of wedlock.
M. Can't you find somebody else? What about Mohammad?
G: He's laid up with a bad back. He tried to move Everest.
M: All right, but can you ask him not to describe the wine as his blood. It a real turnoff with the women.