The Shoutbox
Oh please.
Be back shortly.
"Made a lightning trip to Vienna, eating chocolate cake in a bag. The newspaper said she's gone to your head, you look just like two gurus in drag. Christ! You know it ain't easy, you know how hard it can be. The way things are going, they're gonna crucify me."
A god, not THE God.

And don't blaspheme 'round here. The natives don't like it. But at least they're into forgiveness.
Well you think that you're God, but you don't hear me complaining.
And if beggers were horses, they have no where to keep their change.
If wishes were horses then beggers would ride.
I'm not God.
I don't watch all.

I wish I was.
What a slefish bastard. Your own destruction and demise of civilization is going to get in the way of giving us a heads up?

Speaking of heads up, if one of our girlfriends is going to wake up pregnant, can you at least tell us to pull out sooner?
I'll try.
I might be a little...indisposed.
yeah, if the world ends a day ahead, warn us ok?
Yeah, but what a difference a day makes. Twenty-four little hours.

There was a day before everything. I just thought your future world might have flyin' cars. How's about ray guns?