Have a decko at this brain dead sanctimonious arsehole. You've got the arse out of your pants, living on Pal dog food if you're lucky, but you must still cough up for God if you don't want to burn. But how do you get the money to God? He doesn't explain that part of the deal. I guess if you throw it up in the air, There's an extremely unlikely outside chance that God might grab it, but if gravity does what it usually does, and it will, then no prizes for guessing whose well fed pocket it will end up in. Keep starving sinners. Fatten up this prick.