DiAnna Gets Me

I love British sitcoms. here is a short conversation from one called Waiting For God. Very blunt to the point and aired first in 1990.


Dianna, you have no soul.

Tom, souls don't exist.

Thats your opinion. You should keep it to yourself.

Rubbish! Its my holy mission in life to blow raspberries at other holy missions.

Has it ever occurred to you that you might be wrong?

Why should it? It never occurs to any of them.