A Flash Fiction Interview

It's a fictional interview with a Godfather

Well come Godfather�"

Welcome�"

How did you attain this name�"?

My parents baptized me in holy blood�"

Wow! How is holy blood made�"

That’s so silly. It is made from Gold, Myrrh and Frankincense�"

Who makes it�"?

That’s a way too silly. After canonization, the saints due to their sins are punished with the folly of shitting. It’s what they eject from their constipated asses by a farting process of alchemy�"

Oh Boy, isn’t that holy blasphemy �"

No that’s making democracy Holy. It is the sanctum of the Holiest of all democracies�"

And Godfather what do you do�"?

Godfather lets out a loud guffaw. I patronize nations by sabotaging their economies. I am God, as I make all the counterfeit currencies of the World. My currencies are ditto as the originals.  I call my process of making original currencies Latin �"American- Orgasmsemenization.

Wow! Godfather I am happy that you provide employment�"

I don’t let my employees beg, borrow or steal. I make them work and Sundays they can f**k as it’s the Sabbath.

Godfather it’s time to go�"

Yes, you are going forever for snooping on me�"