Me: *curled up in bed in a nest of blankets, watching the 43rd episode of Glee today and eating Nutella by the spoonful*

God: Dude, you seriously need to get out and exercise more.

Me: I already have to run from Satan and walk with you! What more do you want from me?

God: You don't do that nearly enough though. You're just like everyone else; you only do it when its convenient for you.

Me: Yeah. I guess you're right.

God: Well, what are you waiting for?!

Me: It's going to storm today. I don't want to go outside and run.

God: Girl, what app are you using?! Mine says today's forecast is God reigns and Son shines!

Me: Punny.