You may be wondering why I made you all so badly. I’m sorry about the neck. It breaks so easily. I should have put the brain somewhere safe. I wasn’t thinking.
Sorry about the wind-pipe and oesophagus too – should open in different places huh! I’ll know better next time!
But hey – putting the sex organs in with the excretory stuff – that was deliberate! My idea of a joke! Pretty funny huh?
Now I know some of you are wondering how I made the earth in seven days when there aren’t any days in space. We didn’t get days until I’d made it and got it spinning but hey – I’m allowed a little poetic licence – right.
So why do I only appear to illiterate nomads in deserts thousands of years ago in wildernesses, caves and mountain tops, I hear you ask? Why don’t I just go on prime-time TV and appear at the Superbowl? Why don’t I appear where there’s a few witnesses? Why don’t I pop down today? I’ll tell you why – it’s because I like messing with your heads.