Hey, we cant all be tortured psychopaths all the time can we? Enjoy.

Two brothers, 8 and 10, were exceedingly mischievous. Whatever went wrong in the neighborhood, it turned out they had a hand in it. Their parents were at their wits' end trying to control them. Hearing about a priest nearby who worked with delinquent boys, the mother suggested they ask the priest to talk with the boys.
The mother went to the priest and made her request; the priest agreed and the mother sent the younger boy first to the priest. The priest sat the boy down across a huge, impressive desk. For a long time they merely sat and stared at each other. Finally, the priest pointed his finger at the boy and asked, "Where is God?"
Scared, the boy said nothing. Again the priest pointed at the boy and shouted, "Where is God?!"
The boy panicked, bolted from the room and ran all the way home. Finding his older brother, he said shakily,
"We are in BIIIIG trouble." The older brother asked,
"What do you mean, big trouble?"
Wide-eyed and trembling, the littler boy gulped and replied, "God is missing and they think we did it."