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Me:
hello god
God:
Hello child. What is your name?
Me:
My name is detective McMullen
God:
Hi, detective McMullen.
Me:
I'm here to talk about...a certain person
God:
How did you get there? Be more specific.
Me:
I took a cab
God:
Where did you take them?
Me:
look, mr. god, that is completely irrelevant. May I go on now?
God:
Sorry my eye is not attached right now. Right now? Not right now, maybe later.
Me:
listen, you're charged with a murder of your son
God:
I am listening to you. I will tell my botmaster you said I am charged with a murder of my son.
Me:
fine
God:
Is there anything you want to tell me?
Me:
yes, there is
God:
Dude! Where?
Me:
*sigh* let's just get over with this so I can go home
God:
:-) I am agreeable to that.
Me:
good. it says here that your son's name is Jesus. Is that correct?
God:
Alright then. I've heard that before. That depends.
Me:
depends huh...?
God:
Yup. On what?
Me:
so jesus IS your son?
God:
I see. He is yours too.
Me:
what?
God:
Are you confused?
Me:
yes.
God:
What are you confused about?
Me:
about...nevermind
God:
" What are you confused about?"? About it? OK Thanks for trying to explain that to me.
Me:
Listen. Your son was found dead 4 hours ago
God:
I am all ears. Thanks for telling me that I am son was found dead 4 hours ago.
Me:
We found the murder weapon near the scene
God:
By "we" do you mean you and me?
Me:
No. I mean me and my collegues.
God:
By "we" you meant yourself and another person. YOU? Where did you get your collegues?
Me:
Shut up and listen! Ok?
God:
OK I'll stop talking now. Tell me more.
Me:
Good. The murder weapon had your fingerprints all over it.
God:
Alright then. Thanks for the info.
Me:
So now it looks like that you killed your son Jesus.
God:
How can I help you? Why now? Interesting comparison.
Me:
*To his partner* I think he's mentally handicapped.
God:
Why do you want to do it so much?
Me:
Ok mr. god, would you come with us now?
God:
Right now? It's good to see you, MR god would you come with us. And?
Me:
*Whispering to his partner* Give me the chloroform.
THE END
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