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“I’m sorry, we’re going to have to let you go.” The Boss said straight to God.

“Wh…why? What have I done wrong?!” He’d been a good God, a just God, what possible reason could they have for firing him?

“It’s just…well let me put it this way, I’ve seen you in the War Room, pushing some buttons now and then. We all know you’re not doing any work, 5 minutes later you’re taking a ‘brunch break’ and then it’s back to twiddling your thumbs.” The Boss looked a little dissapointed, but not as much as God.

“What the hell! Just look at what I’ve done for Earth!! That place was a bloody ditch when Buddha was around, I’ve gone from rags to riches. Please don’t send me back to rags…” And then the waterworks came.

“Now there’s no reason to cry…listen we’ve found a replacement for you, he’s young, good with people and is devoted to making a better Earth and Heaven!” The Boss spoke into his intercom “Sheila, send the new kid in.” There he was, in white robes, standing firm. Then he saw God.

“Dad?!”

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