Transcript
Ann is preparing food in her kitchen when she’s startled by a cat sitting on the table behind her.
Cat: Hello, Ann.
Ann: Uh – did you just talk to me? Of course not, cats can’t –
Cat: I am God. I have simply chosen a form you are comfortable with.
Ann reaches to pet the cat, who is still sitting stiffly.
Ann: Oh. Well, I do like cats. Can I pet you?
Cat: You may. I have great words of wisdom for you, Ann, but first you must bring your god an offering.
Elsewhere, scientists in lab coats look in dismay at a broken cat door.
Scientist 1, sighing: The cat got free again.
Scientist 2: You don’t mean the cat that has superhuman intelligence?!
Scientist 1: Yes, but don’t worry. It only leaves so it can carry out elaborate schemes to get more snacks.
P.S. Our bills are paid by our wonderful patrons. Could you chip in?
As soon as I saw this, I thought “Amphibia. This is about Amphibia.”
Excellent punchline!
Is this supposed to be fiction?
Well, the cat is super-intelligent. Stands to reason it would get snacks.
Good one again, Bunny and Chris!
What, a cute little kitty-cat needs an elaborate scheme to get treats?
Well, it probably doesn’t NEED to do that. Just does it for fun
Anyone with superhuman intelligence is a god, so yeah.
If the cat is super-intelligent, at least may have genuine words of wisdom.
Eg “Cats are great, except for sometimes.”
Yup. That’s a cat alright.
Pretending to speak for God is really the oldest profession.
I’ve worshipped worse…