The Greatest Story Ever Told (If told at Woodstock)
(And seriously Y’all, y’all need to watch the video First)
But before we
go there enter:
This Post Will PISS some people Off (IF I am doing my job)
However I do NOT want to Piss Anyone Off (Not my job)
So, therefore, and furthermore, and forevermore: I put below the ‘continue reading’ button.
And don’t shoot me: I just play piano here… on Tuesdays… and for milk money… for the kids.
Click at your own risk.
Cheers, Peace, Blessings, Love and Happiness & Joy (and I do mean all of that shit. Sincerely. Hey by the way, Anyone seen Joy? She was just here a minute ago…)
Cast of Characters:
Mary, Mother Mary, Virgin Mary, Mother of All
Joseph, Joe, Just Plain Joe, Cuckold, Erstwhile Surrogate Father of Jesus.
Baby Jesus, aka Baby Hey Zeus, aka, Christmas… Pre-sents
Jesus grew up; tried to make a living, Playing Gigs.
Father told him to hang a right at Albequerky: Go to Max Yasgur’s farm in Bethel; see the people they will love your act. (He said)
“Would Jesus wear a Rolex on his TV show? Fuck Yeah!”
“Check it out”
Then Dad said, “Go Preach Your Ass Off!
And Jesus Said, “We’re there Dude! Just look at ‘em!”
“They’re eatin’ this shit up!
Hey! Judas! Come check this out!
Mary Mag! You too! (C’mere Baby!)”
“Sorry Dude. Busy. Get back to me, Yeah? Laters…BFF!”
“But Mary!? You carry… My Mom’s name! And now you tarry? Don’t make no sense!”
Here come those Romanians Again! Don’t these people ever give up? Gotta go!”
“As God as My Wit-less-ness, I shall never be hungry again! (As long as I have these radishes)”
I did not put in The Crucifixion/Ressurection, (mainly because I don’t believe that shit and also because I could not find an example in the show) and also, mainly because at
Woodstock… drum roll please:
nobody had to die to save me.
It’s OK Jesus: I’m doin’ fine, but Thank You for askin’.
And Thank YOU to anyone who has travell’d this far with me.