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| Father, why did God create the earth? | |
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| So why doesn't he destroy us? | |
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| He did, but then he felt bad about it, so he sent me to apologize. | |
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| Nobody accepted the apology. | |
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| Yup. And so now you get to kill yourselves off while God gets drunk and starts over somewhere else. | |
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