Theresa: A nighty sky god? Martin, you naughty boy.
Martin: No, not nighty-I´m not naughty-it´s nothing like that-
Theresa: Douglas said to count. And when you get to five, I can be pretty sure that anything you´ve just said must obviously be true.
Martin: Teresa, why are we talking about Douglas?
Theresa: Because you wanted to whine about him being the Mighty Sky God?
Martin: I´m not whining.
Theresa: Grouching? Griping? Bellyaching?
Martin: None of those either.
Martin: But those were your synonyms -- I know he´s not a Mighty Sky God. The trouble is, though, you sometimes can´t tell the difference.
Theresa: Oh, but I can. Wanna see a Sky Godess in her nightie?
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