What Would You Say to God?

[Iroscato]

"You sanctimonious jar of pickled dogshit. You hypocritical seething mass of vaginal and penile fluid. You have allowed the world to war in your name as you stand over it with your arms folded, looking upon the death and misery in either impotence or satisfaction - or hell, perhaps both."
*Sips tea*
"What the fuck am I even doing here? I never believed you were real, certainly hoped you weren't for fear of such a detestable cuntoid claiming dominion over the cosmos. Fuck this, fuck you, fuck your demands for worship, and fuck your unwanted advances for love, you supernatural date-rapist. My name ain't Mary and my title ain't Virgin, so don't even think of shuffling towards me with a glint in your eye and your cock at the ready, you twisted, multi-trillion year old shitstain. Either let me die properly and peacefully or punt me off this bloody cloud so I can party with Lucifer, Hitchens, Jagger, and the rest of the condemned. Thanks for the tea. Cunt."

Somethin' like that.