This week’s article is late and I’ll tell you why: I have been completely uninspired. But a few minutes ago…
God the Father Spoke In The Head of Saint Garion: “Hey, I’ll bet you that Ket’s girl is knocked up.”
Saint Garion: “By Ket? Holy Shit! What the fuck? How?”
God: “Yes – That means they had sex.”
Saint Garion: “But don’t they use protection?”
God: “Yes, but the Lord’s work cannot be halted by 2 condoms, with spermicidal lubricant. Besides, after the tree thing I felt like I owed him one… or two.”
I realized that God wasn’t kidding around and called Ket, who confirmed that the voice in my head is the almighty, all-knowing, mountain god.
Ket: “My boys are strong, and yes she is pregnant.”
Saint Garion: “HOLY SHIT, I have to tell everyone.”
And God Continued (as is his divine way): “So the soul isn’t actually there yet, they could kill it.”
Ket: “So if you’re talking to God I’m gonna hang up.”
Saint Garion: “I don’t think they’ll do that, they want eleven-teen kids. AND I’m surprised that you even brought that shit up. Why would they want to do kill the unborn children?”
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And God Spoke the Truth unto Saint Garion: “Until a human child is pubescent, they don’t have a soul; they’re just animals. Like pets they can be trained, fed according to a diet that you prefer, and put to sleep if found disagreeable.”
Saint Garion: “…”
God: “Of course at puberty they get their soul, so they suddenly have opinions and know everything. Most are damned, this isn’t original sin; it’s just that they’re… well teenagers.”
And Saint Garion Said Unto His God: “I am never having kids.”
