And the Lord spoke to Noah:
In one year from today, I'm going to make it rain until the whole earth is covered with water and all the evil people are destroyed.
But I want to save a few good people, and two of every kind of living thing on the planet.
I am ordering you to build Me an Ark.
And in a flash of lightning He delivered the specifications for an Ark.
Okay, said Noah, trembling in fear and fumbling with the blueprints.
Remember, One year from today and it starts to rain, thundered the Lord. You'd better have my Ark completed, or learn how to swim for a very long time.
12 months had passed. The skies began to cloud up and rain began to fall.
The Lord saw that Noah was sitting in his front yard, weeping. And there was no Ark.
Noah, shouted the Lord, where is my Ark?
A lightning bolt crashed into the ground next to Noah, for emphasis.
Lord, please forgive me, begged Noah. I did my best, but there were big problems.
First I had to get a building permit for the Ark construction project, and your plans didn't meet code. So I had to hire an engineer to redraw the plans. Then I got into a big fight over whether or not the Ark needed a fire sprinkler system and safety rafts. My neighbours objected, claiming I was violating zoning by building the Ark in my front yard, so I had to get a variance from the city planning commission.
Then I had a big problem getting enough wood for the Ark because there was a ban on cutting trees to save the yellow bellied red feathered green crested blue eyed unidodo. (a type of bird)
Then the carpenters formed a union and went out on strike. I had to negotiate a settlement with the National Labor Relations Board before anyone would pick up a saw or a hammer.
Now we got 16 carpenters going on the boat, and still no unidodo's.
Then I started gathering up the animals, and got sued by an animal rights group. They objected to me taking only two of each kind.
Just when I got the suit dismissed, EPA notified me that I couldn't complete the Ark without filing an environmental impact statement on your proposed flood. They didn't take very kindly to the idea that they had no jurisdiction over the conduct of the Creator of the universe.
Then the Army Corps of Engineers wanted a map of the proposed new flood plain. So i sent them a globe.
And then the TAX man seized all my assets claiming I'm trying to avoid paying taxes by leaving the country.
Right now, I am trying to resolve a complaint filed with the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission that I am practising discrimination by not taking godless, unbelieving people aboard!
I just got a notice from the State that I owe some kind of user tax and failed to register the Ark as a recreational water craft.
Finally the ACLU got the courts to issue an injunction against further construction of the Ark, saying that since God is flooding the earth, it is a religious event and therefore unconstitutional.
I really don't think I can finish your Ark for at least another five or six years, Noah wailed.
The sky began to clear. The sun began to shine. A rainbow arched across the sky. Noah looked up and smiled.
You mean you're not going to destroy the earth? Noah asked, hopefully.
Being Lord of the Universe has its advantages. I fully intend to punish the people, but with something far worse than a flood.
Something man invented himself.
The government!