Pressing his shoulders, I reassured Gustav it would be alright as my Uber arrived.
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God is probably thinking, If I let this go on too long they're headed for extinction; then I won't have anybody to play with. They just need a chance to cool off and repent . . . before I throw some of the little fuckers into the fires of hell as examples.
Jesus! I'm justified, don't you think? Just look what they've done to the beautiful planet I gifted them.
Ingrates!
People suffering and innocents killed. What's that all about?
For this I gave them a brain? So they could overrun the planet with greed and carelessness. Humans have not been good stewards of the Earth. Bad humans! I should have left dogs in charge.
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