I was taking the minions to school and chatting to them about what might be happening over the day with them. Everything was light and happy with both minions rather chirpy and engaging in the discussion.
"Dad, I think God is Spoilt" Minion1 threw out into the midst of our car conversation.
"Why, do you think that Minion1" I cautiously asked Minion1, as I had no idea where he was going with this, historically this was the case.
"Well dad, I mean like, He sits around in Heaven and lets people die without lifting a finger", pausing for a breathe "Like He also has all these angels that do all the smiting, plagues and blowing up walls, everyone exists to serve Him"
"Hmmmmm" that was the limit of my mental processing of this Minion1 logic, "Lets talk about it after school, ok mate?"
"Nah Dad" closed MInion1, ending a subject that could have been fascinating and further shed a light on his quirky brilliant mind.
"Dad, I think God is Spoilt" Minion1 threw out into the midst of our car conversation.
"Why, do you think that Minion1" I cautiously asked Minion1, as I had no idea where he was going with this, historically this was the case.
"Well dad, I mean like, He sits around in Heaven and lets people die without lifting a finger", pausing for a breathe "Like He also has all these angels that do all the smiting, plagues and blowing up walls, everyone exists to serve Him"
"Hmmmmm" that was the limit of my mental processing of this Minion1 logic, "Lets talk about it after school, ok mate?"
"Nah Dad" closed MInion1, ending a subject that could have been fascinating and further shed a light on his quirky brilliant mind.
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