White Trash Finds God
When god comes, it comes with the thunder of a thousand raging mountain streams, the thunder of two dozen military strike fighters, the thunder of thunder...
The thunder thundered, the lightning lighted, and a poor blonde rich girl sat beneath it all in communion with her new found god.
“You are no longer the dumb girl you’ve made out to be.”
“I’m not?”
“You are an intelligent human being who wants to help people and make the world a better place.”
“I do?”
“You are the chosen one, the one who will lead the world through this time of darkness into a new golden age.”
“Are you just a voice in my head?”
The thunder thundered again, a booming boom that sounded like raging rage. “I am not a voice—I AM GOD!”
The poor blonde rich girl hit herself in the ear, and out popped a tiny earpiece. “Oh, I forgot. I left my portable radio in my ear accidentally. How silly of me, tee he he. I can’t wait until this storm passes so I can prove to people how strong and intelligent and resourceful I am.”