I'm really glad you found God Dad.The last time I saw him was in L.A. county jail.The sheriffs led me into a cell with four gangsters and threw one of their bedrolls at my feet and walked away.God being timely appeared to me as barely visible wisps of smoke in the corner of the cell.If I did'nt know it was him I could have easily thought that tears may have clouded my vision but that wasn't it cause you know I ain't no bitch.So God was all like "I'm here for you"and I knew he was cause he was speaking english.So I was thinking "so this is how it ends?"but God was like "No" "I'm here to save you ,not take you with me."So I was like "damn God I hope you got some skills or we gonna catch a powerful whippin"Then God was all"yeah I got you ,keep your hands and feet moving wildly, emit a high pitched scream and soil yourself while I go get the guards."I was about to ask God if maybe there might be a plan "B" but since he is God he knew what I was thinking and pushed me into the first two advancing gansters.They were caught off guard by the scratching and kicking but the soiling worked even better than I could have hoped for.And it's a good thing too,cause if they hadn't retreated in disgust I would have been in a bind because God never made it back.I think it was because he knew I was ok,or because it's a big place and all the cells look alike.I don't believe he was watching "Friends" in the dayroom.So monkey please tell God thank you as, I didn't get a chance too.