I recently had a conversation with a friend who's husband is dying of cancer. He's currently at home but had a two week stay in the hospital where according to her, he was a bit "loopy" for awhile.
VE: So how's Bob
Friend: He's back home, but he really got a bit loopy for while
Friend: At one point he was fixated that he'd received a call from God
VE: Probably an important call to answer
Friend: He just kept going on about it and we couldn't figure out where it started from
VE: I'm sure God has everyone on his contact list, you know. Perhaps it was just Bob's time to receive a call from God. Or perhaps he butt dialed...
VE thinking: Does God have a butt?
Friend: Then I finally put the pieces together. He'd received a call from his friend who is a born-again Christian and in his confusion he'd thought that he was God.
VE: Wow, talk about putting somebody on a pedestal. Good thing that person didn't suggest too much on the phone.
Friend: Yeah, another friend dropped by and told him he should get some medical marijuana to ease the pain.
VE: I see where this is going...
Friend: Yep, he fixated on the marijuana and kept asking his doctor where the marijuana was. He wanted his marijuana now!
VE: He should have called God back and placed an order...