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One day a group of scientists got together. They decided that our technology was so far advanced that we didn't need God any more. They sent the head scientist to tell Him so.
"Hey God. We just want you to know we don't need you anymore. We have genetic alteration and cloning and everything so you can go do whatever now."
God thought and considered it for a while then spoke, "Alright on one condition. We'll have a man-making contest. If I win I stay. If you win I go."
The scientist agreed. He started to get all his test tubes and stuff out when God stopped him, "Uh-uh, you do it My way."
The scientist, sure of himself, agreed. So he kneeled down and grabbed a handful of dirt.
"Hey!" God said, stopping him, "get your own dirt!"