"If I put the dog in its cage, then maybe I can go and buy nachos without anyone noticing!"
"I'll notice," says God.
"Well there aint a thing that I can do about that, now is there?!"
"Maybe if you rub my feet then I'll look away for a few minutes..."
"I didn't know that you could be bribed, God!"
"Ok, let's see these feet."
A pair of soft, olive coloured feet appeared in front of me.
"Wow, what an amazing colour you have!"
"Well I am Italian you know."
"No, I didn't know that. Good for you!"
"Ok, start rubbing please."
I began massaging God's feet. I could hear him giggling as I started on his heels.
"Is this tickling?"
"A little bit, oh good GOD, hahaha!"
Forty five minutes later the feet slowly began to vanish before me. "That's enough?" I asked.
"That's enough for today, but if I let you get those nachos then you'll need to do this every day."
"Every day? For how many days?"
"Oh man, ok."
"Thank you, my daughter."