Las Vegas
Although Odin pays little attention to the billions of prayers that humans send daily into the clouds, occasionally one will perk his attention…
Dear Lord Jesus Christ, listen to my humble prayer. I need to know whether you exist or not, my Lord. I have a teenage hooker waiting for me right now in Las Vegas. Your possible existence is the only thing keeping me from leaving my fat wife.
Odin responds.
YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!