Narrator
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In the beginning, there was
nothing. Well, maybe not nothing, but there was a substantial
lack of anything substantial. Anyway...
Then, with an almighty explosion, well,
actually it was more of a really quiet pop, but... The universe was
created.
Then God said...
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God
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Bumps into a
table in the dark
Ouch! What was that? How on earth am I
supposed to create a world without seeing it?
Fumbles
around
Where is it?
Finds a
phone and dials in a number
Hello? Intergalactic Power inc.? Can you
get me connected up here, I'm having to work in comple... You can? ...
Good, of course, ... My address? God, The Insignificant little blue
green planet, 3 Sol, The Milky Way ... No not the chocolate bar ...
Look, take a sharp right at Jenopia, left at Sangolas, straight through
Aquarius and on a bit, you can't miss it ... My postcode? 1MA ID10T.
Thank-you, goodbye.
Puts phone
down and bumps into a wall
Let there be light!
Flicks the
light switch and a light comes on
I shalt call this Day!
A fuse blows
and the light goes out
And Night.
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Narrator
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Several millennia later, though if you're
counting time like a Happitabiteaway Mosquito, one of the most
intelligent life-forms in the universe, it's closer to 999'999 billion,
billion, billion, billion, billion, billion, billion, billion years ago
... Sorry, I'm going off on a complete tangent. Back to the story...
A reporter
sits by a desk in an extremely messy office. Opposite is God. He/she is
dressed in a smart suit and holds a small notebook and pen
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Reporter
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So... Is that truly how the world began?
God sits
with his feet up on the table wearing jeans and a mismatched assortment
of clothes
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God
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Yep. I won the planet at a casino. The
first few days were a bit of a bet. Which I lost.
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Reporter
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Oh, what kind of bet?
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God
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That I could create sentient life.
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Reporter
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Looks up
stunned
Sentient life? What about us?
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God
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I know, the sheep were a bit upset about
that.
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Reporter
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Sheep!?!?!
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God
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I'm just asking out of idle curiosity,
but what happened on the second day?
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Reporter
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You don't remember what you did? You
don't remember saying 'Let there be sky in the midst of the waters' and
all that?
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God
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Actually, I don't remember. I believe it
was already there - The sky I mean - but I had a little party the first
night having created day and night and all that. On the second day I
created hangovers.
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Reporter
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And the third day, when you created the
earth and plants?
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God
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Oh yes, the third day. Definitely one of
my best. I got sick of floating everywhere in one of those annoying
yellow dinghies you get when planes crash - don't ask me where I found
it mind - and decided I had to stretch my legs. Of course I had to
create something to actually walk on.
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Reporter
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And plants?
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God
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Plants? Well, I wanted something pretty
to look at. It seemed a good idea at the time.
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Reporter
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What about the fourth day, when you
created the sun, the moon and the stars?
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God
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Oh, that. Blank sky is rather boring to
look at don't you think? I'm a bit of a romantic at heart.
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Reporter
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How about day five? Why did you create
birds and fish?
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God
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Do you know how hard it is to go five
days without food? I had spent five days on this planet with nadda to
eat and I was hungry. I also created the fishing rod that day. Did you
know that?
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Reporter
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Looking
flustered
Ah, no ... I didn't. How about day six
then? When you created humans and other animals?
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God
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I know, I know. The animals do actually
look and taste quite good and I had to create something I could eat
without spending hours running around with a large net or sitting doing
nothing waiting for a bite. Do you know how hard it is to catch fish and
birds? But humans? Sorry. You were a bit of an afterthought. I was
playing around with a bit of clay and hey presto - there you were.
Starts
laughing to himself
You know, I felt sorry for you - so
strange looking on only two legs and those...
Tries
unsuccessfully to straighten his face and stop laughing
Sorry. Anyway, I said you were made in my
image as a kind of compensation.
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Reporter
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Outraged
An afterthought!
Stands up,
insulted
I suppose you were too busy laughing at
us on the seventh day to do any work!
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God
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Amused
No. Have you ever heard of Saturday Night
Fever? I got so drunk I didn't wake up till Monday afternoon. What was I
supposed to say? It was either a day of rest or 'Thou shalt get
completely plastered.'
Sighs
I should have gone for the second.
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Reporter
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Turns to
leave
Well, I'm sorry we were created. You only
have yourself to blame.
Storms out,
slamming the door shut behind her, which promptly fell off its hinges.
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A sheep
walks up from behind God, who turns to face it.
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Sheep
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Baa?
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God
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Yes sir, it all went as planned.
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Sheep
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Baaaa?
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God
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No, I don't think so. Shall I carry on
with my orders?
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Sheep
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Baa.
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God
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Sir, Yes sir!
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