• Fred: God, do you hate fags?
  • God: Yes
  • Fred: I knew it! Bye God, I'm gonna go burn a homo's house down!
  • *God shakes head in confusion.*
  • *St Peter walks in.*
  • St Peter: What was that all about, ole bloke?
  • God: Haven't the foggiest, mate.
  • St Peter: God save the queen to that. Mind if I smoke?
  • God: Peter, you know how I hate fags...
  • St Peter: Righto. Sorry, chap.