Sunday, 4 May 2025

"God's Ark Adventure" by ChatGPT

God's Ark Adventure

Scene: God, now a dishevelled figure in a fig-leaf toga, stands in a muddy field with a half-built ark behind Him. He squints at a list titled “Mandatory Passenger Manifest,” which includes an exhaustive catalogue of every species on Earth.

God: (groaning) "Two of every kind? What was I THINKING? I should’ve just gone with fish. They’d be fine in a flood."

He picks up a celestial hammer, swings it half-heartedly, and accidentally smashes His thumb.

God: "Ow! Do I even HAVE thumbs? I thought these were supposed to be perfect!"

He grabs a divine megaphone and calls to the heavens.

God: "Angel Logistics Department! I need ALL the animals, pronto!"

Nothing happens. He checks His pockets for a celestial pager, finds it empty, and grumbles.

God: "Right. Evicted. No staff. Guess it’s just Me."


Act 1: The Wrangling

God materialises in the savannah, holding a lasso and a half-eaten fig.

God: "Alright, giraffes! Let’s go. Line up! Single file!"

The giraffes ignore Him and continue chewing leaves. Frustrated, He conjures a bush that miraculously grows chocolate bars. The giraffes immediately stampede toward Him, nearly trampling Him in the process.

God: "Okay, note to self: never underestimate the power of chocolate. Next!"

He teleports to the Arctic, shivering violently in His fig-leaf toga.

God: "Penguins... polar bears... seals... This will be quick."

A polar bear charges at Him. God yelps and frantically conjures a wall of ice.

God: "WHY did I make these things so aggressive? And why did I think they needed TEETH?!"

The penguins waddle up, looking smug.

God: "Oh sure, YOU guys are cooperative. Probably because you don’t have thumbs either."


Act 2: The Logistics Nightmare

Back at the ark, God surveys a chaotic scene. Animals of all sizes are crammed into every corner, bleating, roaring, and squawking. Two ostriches attempt to squeeze through the door, only to get stuck.

God: "Why did I make you so tall? And why TWO of everything? I could’ve just cloned you later!"

A pair of sloths takes an hour to climb the ramp. God taps His foot impatiently.

God: "Seriously? This is why the flood hasn’t started yet. I’m waiting on YOU."

Suddenly, a mosquito buzzes around His head. He tries to swat it away but misses.

God: "Why did I include YOU on the list? I should’ve drowned you in a puddle eons ago!"

The mosquito lands on His nose. He glares at it.

God: "Fine, you’re in. But if you bite Me, I’ll reconsider your place in creation."


Act 3: The Final Straw

The ark is now packed, but God realises the roof is leaking. He stands on top, holding a makeshift patch made of fig leaves and duct tape.

God: (shouting) "Why didn’t I make Myself better at carpentry? Noah made this look so easy!"

A nearby raven caws loudly, mocking Him.

God: "Oh, laugh it up, you feathered troll. You’re just jealous I didn’t put YOU in charge."


Epilogue: The Flood Begins

Rain starts pouring as God stands in the doorway of the ark, drenched but triumphant. He holds a clipboard with a smug smile.

God: "Alright, everyone’s aboard. Let’s ride this out and start fresh!"

The ark lurches forward, and God realises He forgot to install a rudder. Panicking, He grabs a flamingo to use as an oar.

God: "This... is going to be a long 40 days."

The ark sails off into the storm, leaving a trail of disgruntled animals and one very frazzled deity.