Gotti, Destroyer of Worlds

by Nematode Sunday, Apr. 12, 2009 at 6:23 PM

God is a bratty little prick.

It was bath-time for Gotti.  Gotti loved bath-time. 

As his mother began to fill the tub, Gotti grabbed his toys and threw

them into a pale.  Into the bucket went his zoo of plastic

animals, a toy boat, and many regiments of plastic toy soldiers,

cowboys and Indians.  With the pail in one hand and a tiny toy

inflatable raft in the other, the little boy ran naked to the

tub.  He slid in.  His mother shut off the water and

left.





Now was the time Gotti had waited for.  He poured the bucket

of toys into the small inflatable raft.  He arranged the toys

and spoke, “I am your God,” said Gotti in a loud

voice.  “Worship me!”





The toys did nothing, they just sat there.  Angered Gotti

yelled, “I am your God, worship me!” 

Still the toys did nothing.  “Worship me or you will

perish, he screamed!”





The toys did nothing.





Gotti grew angrier.





At last, in a huff, Gotti put a few of his favorite toys into the small

boat and began rocking back and forth in the tub, creating a large wave

which shook and tossed the raft about.  Waves began to pour

into the raft.  Only the toys in the tiny boat were

safe.  In a final act of wrath, Gotti grabbed the raft with

both hands and plunged it beneath the water, into the depths of the

tub.  The small boat of his favorite toys floated as the rest

sank.  Gotti laughed with the sound of wicked joy,

“Bwahahahahaha!” he said.






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His mother came and said, “Gotti, I think you've been in

there long enough.  It's time to dry off.” 

She handed him a rainbow towel.





With the rainbow towel in one hand and the boat containing his handful

of favorite toys in the other, Gotti ran back to his room and set the

boat high upon a shelf.


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