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( , Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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Let us imagine for a moment that, perhaps through years of meditation, some mysterious supernatural object, or more likely extensive human sacrifice, you have achieved Apotheosis - you have Ascended to godhood in some promiscuous polytheistic pantheon*.
What would you be god of? What would the trembling masses pray to you for, or pray for you to deliver them from?
*I mostly just wanted to use that phrase in a post.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:10, 73 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

and lightning
people would have to pray to me to promote healthy beard growth. or to stop it.
sometimes I'd make people have uncontrollable beard growth and if they shaved it off I'd hit them with lightning
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:14, Reply)

For the girl I saw yesterday, who had quite a bit of beard hair underneath her chinny chin chin.
Dear God Of Beards, please look kindly on this poor 17 year old, and get rid of her beard and sideburns, unless of course she plans on a career in a sideshow, in which case let her beard grow long and free and curly.
Amen.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:24, Reply)

Mrs al made comment as to her dislike of my existing beard on Saturday. She did not look pleased when I explained that my current beard project was the passing of a complete calendar year without shaving or trimming it.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:28, Reply)

and tell her that you aspire to be like me.
or get that picture of Phil Collins where he looks like God. it's in the Name that Beard game on here somewhere.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:40, Reply)

The god of Brian Blessed's Voice, or death, whichever is available.
EDIT
Not Brian Blessed's death by the way!
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:16, Reply)

Going for the big job straight away, eh?
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:23, Reply)

I think I could do a good job there.
DIE YOU HEATHEN SCUM!
/Brian Blessed
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:39, Reply)

People would pray to me whenever Kaol was around and I'd zap him with lightening bolts
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:19, Reply)

Delivering vengeful justice based on the crime perpetrated. Cripes that would be fun. I could have underlings to do run of the mill and save the interesting ones for myself.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:23, Reply)

It was just a question of who would get there first.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:31, Reply)

I like buttons.
I'd sit in a room with bowls of them, sorting out my favourites. And whenever someone loses a button, they'd pray to me and I'd send them one that would fit.
Don't ask me to do buttonholes though.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:25, Reply)

Who you'd either be at war with or sleeping with. Or both.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:31, Reply)

Not me, I'm busy.
Perhaps my sidekick? He's Agnostic and related to the AntiChrist) but might be able to assist.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:55, Reply)

You've not met the fucker.
To think I'm subservient to that cunt, grr
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:03, Reply)

So *blows raspberry*, Robin.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:14, Reply)

That Robin reference is more accurate than you realise!
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( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:28, Reply)

Shush Spike, I actually have taste y'know.
And he tastes 'orrible :P
(contains lies)
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:27, Reply)

If I were a thousand years younger...
says the God of Pandering.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:55, Reply)

It clearly has wings.
You're too dumb to be a God.
Next.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:10, Reply)

If they weren't wings, how else would it fly around the world?
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:47, Reply)

*fans self*
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:27, Reply)

He was pandering, and...and... you pointed out the fact...
Or was he?
I might go and delete this thread to save me some embarrassment.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:57, Reply)

That'd be fun.
Every time a paranoid schizophrenic rips his teeth out with pliers to "remove the the transmitters", I'll be there, whispering to him.
Every time a depressive hangs himself, I'll kick the chair away.
Every time someone with a violent personality disorder goes on a stabbing-rampage, I'll have told him to pick up the knife.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:41, Reply)

Id be the God of sex and drugs and rock and roll
Barring that id be the God of cheese on toast, delivering my heavenly treats to the righteous and pissed in need of post-night-out snackage
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:41, Reply)

I've live in a fucking ace tree house with squirrel butlers and a wolf security guard.
People would pray to me to give them good harvest from their orchards and suchlike, or to protect endangered species.
And every time an acre of forest was cleared, I'd kill a corporate twat, by making trees grow out of all orifices.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 14:44, Reply)

I'd be the Goddess of Minxes.
Rather innocent girls would pray to pull, and for the ability to dance in an erotic fashion.
Anyone doing anything too slaggish in my name would be struck with a plague of zits and B.O
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:06, Reply)

I like trivia. And I'm pale.
This is Terrible Internet Bulling. Where's Al, God Of Web-Cunts?
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:11, Reply)

Apart from the fact I look like I have slap-cheek syndrome the whole time.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:28, Reply)

He phoned up about 10 people to tell them that.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:45, Reply)

There would be a lot of those, but I am a broad church. So to speak.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:13, Reply)

They would pray to me to experience an orgasm before they die and I could send them handsome thirty year old window cleaners to keep them happy.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:02, Reply)

NO! It was rhetorical! Honest!
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:05, Reply)

( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:08, Reply)

They'll only shag you if it's worthwhile.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:11, Reply)

"I'm shure we can come to shome short of arrangement..." *hic*
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:20, Reply)

windowlene up your clopper, give him a hairy wink and use a squeegy to stir your dribbling pink fah-knee.
it works for the woman next door to me
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:50, Reply)

But I'd change my name to 'Damn'.
So every time some irritating american says 'God damn' they will automatically incur my wrath!
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:02, Reply)

The plebs would have to kiss my shoes to make me bother to protect them from the weather.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:10, Reply)

I would be the God of Hummus.
Fall in supplication at the altar of my chickpea goodness you bunch of cunts!!
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:43, Reply)

But I would have no say over the current economic climet of austria.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:43, Reply)

Everytime one splits you'll be on your knees to me...
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:52, Reply)

Married men would pray to me for deliverance.
And I could answer my own prayers.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 15:56, Reply)

I feel Bacchus and Epicurus have dropped the ball a bit recently and we need a new representative.
If you elect me, there will more, better, free and/or cheap wine for all.
Cant say fairer than that.
rafter
baz (us)
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 16:03, Reply)

please deliver me from parental insanity and potential visitation.
Amen.
( , Mon 6 Jul 2009, 18:35, Reply)
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