god

Three words: blood of Christ.

"You drink wine as the blood of my son! Could I not be any more obvious? Jesus Christ!"

"What?"

"Shut up son, I wasn't talkin' to you."

Listen, he's the only brother you have. It's not his fault his face was improperly restored.

I WILL BE A LIVING GOD.

"Goddamnit!"

God: "Watch your goddamn mouth, bro."

Hope you're all ready for Mitt's big speech today. There's bound to be dancing white people galore, so be prepared for that too.