Confidentially, Lord...I have a rather sensitive question for you. I'm kind of embarrassed to even ask you this. Don't be silly. I'm the creator of all things. Besides, I'm omniscient...I already know what you're going to ask me. Be at peace. Then it's okay that I'm unnaturally aroused by the very sight of white patent leather shoes? Whaat...?!? Hahaha! That's sick! I thought you were going to ask me about righteousness or something. Great. Didn't you just say that you were all-knowing? I am. But in some cases, I have to switch off the total cosmic consciousness so I can eat.
Johnny Lemonhead! You seem rather lightly dressed for such a brisk day. It's weird, Ted...the cold weather doesn't seem to be bothering me much this week. I guess I'm still toasty warm from the other night when your bowling team burned my house to the ground with a flamethrower. Sorry about that, John. My new teammates aren't as experienced at huffing duct sealant as I am, so they tend to get rambunctious.
