When you are a writer and your family isn't... but like scifi.
Me: (Referencing Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy) "I never understood how the babble fish was supposed to prove the existence of God..."
Mom: "Because it's a fish that translates every language in the universe if you put it in your ear."
Me: "Yeah..."
Mom: "It's a fish! The only way that could exist is if God created it. And on proving that, Man has proven God, who exists on faith and vanishes in a poof of logic."
Me: "But that doesn't prove the existence of God."
Mom: "It's a fish. How else could it exist?"
Me: "It could be biotech from an ancient space faring civilization, which died out. And as a fish it would automatically reproduce, and since it was useful species everywhere would be encouraged to keep it around."
Mom: "What? But it knows every language."
Me: "Yeah... so it's like a more advanced universal translator."
Mom: "Which is more likely?"
Me: "You didn't ask me that. You asked me how else a fish like that could exist. I've provided an alternative and therefore I have made belief in God based on faith again... Which means I've saved God."
Godfather: "Well then that was a productive conversation!"
(Mom and Godfather laughing hysterically.)







