So, while I was eating my nachos, Jesus himself came down and started eating my nachos. Now, I’m not one to smart off to my superiors, but I was hungry. So, I said, take a step back Savior, these are my Nachos. But, Jesus is rather persistent. He asked me again, really politely, so I caved and gave Jesus my nachos.
I was still hungry, so I went to the kitchen and popped some popcorn. I pulled the bag out of the microwave and opened it up. Then, before I could even eat one popped kernel, the fire on the stove turned on and Satan came out of the fire. He asked if he could have some popcorn. Again, I told him no because I’m rather hungry. But, Satan is actually much nicer then most people think, so he asked again and I gave him my popcorn.
Two hours later, Allah was eating my pizza and Vishnu was eating my peanuts. So, I scooped myself a dish of ice cream. Then, just as I suspected, Buddha walked in my back door and asked if he could have my ice cream. I started handing him the bowl, and when he reached for it, I KICKED HIM IN THE NUTS! That’s my ice cream, bitch.