Scene: A meeting of Religion, Inc. (cite: Lenny Bruce). The Pope, the head Baptist, the head of the Mormon ^h^h^h Church of Latter Day Saints, yadda, yadda yadda, the Archbishop of Canterbury, three chief Rabbis arguing in the corner and a Unitarian Universalist unsure if she should be here are all in the room.
A flash of light and three entities appear, tall, imposing, dressed in 3 piece suits with red ties, and wings.
“Who are you and how did you get here?” the head Baptist says.
“Flywheel, Shyster and Loophole, divine attorneys at law,” one of the visitors says. “How did we get here? We’re angels, you putz.”
“So you are here to bless our meeting?” the Pope says.
“Not exactly.” The angel on the left gestures and a scroll appears in his hand. “This is a restraining order commanding you to stop bugging us. No more prayers, no more sacrifices, no more using the Boss’ name in vain.”
“But doesn’t God want to be prayed to?” the Archbishop asks.
“In moderation. But this is ridiculous. Prayer call id is getting forged origins. It says cloud 7 where the source is somewhere in India. Plus you schmucks are misusing the capability. Both sides of a football game pray for victory. What are we supposed to do? You guys pray for money but don’t work, you pray for chastity but diddle children, you pray for world peace but also pray for victory in war. We’re only thankful that you idiots never thought of using Twitter.”
“But prayer is so important to us,” the Mormon says.
“Pray to yourselves. Otherwise something terrible will happen.”
“Another flood?” a Rabbi says.
“Worse than that.”
“What can be worse than another flood?” another Rabbi says.
“Three words. Trump third term.”