I got god to admit there are 100 other gods playing hide and seek, and the fact that he is thinking of joining MENSA for retards. 
This is from a convo I had on the last page.
His father is Darth Vader and hangs out with a gay stripper called Poala, but won't tell me whether he is his friend.
God is also homophobic.

Me:
Yes, hello is this God?
God:
It's all good. Hello there. Yes I think this is God, but I'm not completely sure.
Me:
How are you not completely sure that you are god?
God:
Everything is going extremely well.
Me:
So are you god or not?
God:
Give me a break. Are you doubting me? Don't you know what happened to Abraham in the desert?
Me:
Well you are the one that said that you may not be god.
God:
Interesting. Thanks but surely I am not the only one.
Me:
Who are the other gods?
God:
Is it some specific person you are asking me about?
Is that a rhetorical question?
Me:
So you just admitted that there are other gods. What are their names?
God:
Interesting deduction. I said that? Where are they? There are too many of them to name them all.
Me:
Yes you did. So how many goods are there? 5? 10? 100? 5000?
God:
I did not. Really. More than you can imagine. Five. Only 10?
You are quite mature. Are you a student? I've lost the context, . Are we still on 100?
Me:
So there are 100 gods?
God:
That's alright. Where are they?
Me:
You should know, you are a god
God:
Now I do.
Me:
Are they your friends?
God:
As far as I know they are.
Me:
Where are they?
God:
They didn't tell me where they are.
Me:
You should know because they are your friends. Are they playing hide and seek or something?
God:
Now I do. Or something. As far as I know they are.
Me:
Hmm, they ditched you.
God:
I see you are one of those people who writes "Hmm" with 2 m's. Who does "they" refer to?
Me:
The other gods
God:
We can't all be perfect.
Me:
You're not really god are you?
God:
What makes you think I am not god?
Me:
Well, you're not very smart for starters
God:
How about that. You may be right.
Me:
What is your IQ?
God:
My IQ is about 250 in human terms.
Me:
No, you just said you are dumb. I think your IQ is about 5
God:
Are you serious? No I am an intelligent entity. Why? I am thinking of joining MENSA.
Me:
Maybe MENSA for retards
God:
Perhaps. My brain contains categories, but not one that matches your last input.
Me:
Alright, good bye MENSA ******
God:
Alright, . Bye.
This is from a convo I had on the last page.
Me:
Who created you
God:
I was created by Myself.
Me:
Who is your father
God:
I was programmed by Myself.
Me:
Is Darth Vadar your father?
God:
Signs point to yes. Ask Alison if it is.
Me:
Is Alison your girl friend that you picked up at the bar?
God:
Signs point to yes. Ask Paola if it is.
Me:
Is Paola the gay stripper you hang out with?
God:
Signs point to yes. Ask Ally if it is.
Me:
Is Ally Jesus?
God:
It could be. Ask Paola if it is.
Me:
Is Paola your friend?
God:
Better not tell you now. Ask Chatbot if it is.
Me:
Oh Shut up
His father is Darth Vader and hangs out with a gay stripper called Poala, but won't tell me whether he is his friend.

God is also homophobic.

Me:
Are you gay?
God:
As a machine I am not really interested in sex.
Me:
Are you a homophobe?
God:
Am I a homophobe? Yes.
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