My personal favorite is being told that I have no meaning to my life, no moral compass, and no concept of what it is to love.
I usually just respond with something like, "Yep, that's why I like to start each morning by putting a gun to a nun's head, making her rape a puppy, and then shooting her anyway when she's done."
After all, without God scolding me like a dissapointed parent, what possible reason could I have for doing otherwise?
"Perhaps you should take your furs and your literal interpretations to the other side of the river."
-Anya