And on the sixth day…
God: Make it have eight legs.
Angel: Seems excessive, but okay.
God: And eight eyes.
Angel: You need to calm down a li —
God: Give it a bum rope.
God: Make them fluffy and adorable, like furry hugs.
Angel: That’s so swee —
God: And put razor blades on their feet.
God: I wonder how I could get everyone to spray chemicals on themselves and also slap their own faces…?
God: Put a needle on its bum.
Angel: Come on God, what —
God: Make its vomit delicious.
Angel: What the heck?!
God: Make an insect that does karate.
God: Now, make her bite her husband’s head off.
Angel: Dude, we need to talk.
God: Oh these turned out great. I’m going to want all of these back at some point.
God: Cow bears.
God: Did I stutter?
God: Take a cow and make it a bear.
God: How about a sock that’s angry all the time?
God: See that log?
God: Fill it with teeth.
Angel: Say again?
God: Fill it!
God: How about an evil bag?
God: Let’s make a tie dye chicken that screams actual words at you.