In Heaven, God freaks out about losing adherents in Australia.
God: Shit, look, we are proper shedding numbers. We need to sort it out; really hit them with a big sign to drive ’em back to the flock.
Mother Nature: Classic.
God: I know, right. So hit me – what’s handy?
MN: Let me see… I’ve got fire, flood and-
God: Yes! Perfect.
God: And floods.
MN: And floods – plural?
God: Yeah. That- fires and floods. Heaps.
MN: Isn’t all that, well, a bit much?
God: I don’t follow.
MN: Well, in terms of a sign, it might be a bit full on and confusing.
MN: I could just do a whole bunch of rainbows to really push that majesty-of-god angle.
God: Look, I don’t have time for this. It’s all part of ‘The Plan’ but chuck in a rainbow if you must.
MN: Just the one?
God: Yep. Whatever.
God: Shit, I don’t know. Gympie, maybe a double one, I’ll leave it up to you but let’s get this rolling, I’ve got a 5 o’clock in Houston. I have to help some dude find his car keys.
MN: Maybe I could just do the rainbows and skip the awfulness.
God: That is mental.
MN: Fair enough. Look, just so I know we’re on the same page can I have a peak at ‘The Plan’.