God interjected, “$70.”
I responded, “$70? No way it’s $50.”
“$70.”
“What? How can it possibly be $70?”
“Check again.”
A bit frustrated I did the math and sure enough, wonder of wonders, I owed God $70 bucks. So, I said to him, “Oh, sorry, you’re right.”
I got no words after that, but I had this feeling that he was patiently amused by my silly arguement. He’s God! He knows everything! DUH he’s right!
And yes, the conversation really went like that.
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- Woof.
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