Saturday, 31st December 2011 at 19:37
Celebrations.
- Jesus: Judas, hey. Yo. You. Hey. What is up.
- Judas: I'm going to assume from that garbled grasp of English that you're already drunk for New Year's?
- Jesus: "Already"? Try *still*. It was only my birthday a week ago, man, I've still got a buzz goin'.
- Judas: I don't think that's healthy.
- Jesus: Quit worrying. Jeez. I swear, all your negativity is going to be the death of me.
- Judas: Normally you'd be really frustrating me right now, but you know what? I'm turning over a new leaf. One of my resolutions for 2012 is "be a calmer person".
- Jesus: Oh, right, resolutions. Yeah. Those are a thing.
- Judas: Well surely you don't need to make any, since you're already perfect, right?
- Jesus: Hey. Hey. You can always be better, Jude. Like, okay - water's pretty good, right? Especially if you're one of those dolphins the local aquarium took in? Well, you know what's better than water?
- Judas: For dolphins? Nothing. The end. End of the story.
- Jesus: WINE, dude. I turned that shit into *wine*. Totally improved, one hundred percent. "It's time for an undersea par-tay!" That's the song I sang.
- Judas: ...
- Jesus: At the aquarium.
- Judas: And I'm sure everything turned out great, huh?
- Jesus: Actually, it did. Because you know what else wine is great for? Funerals.
- Judas: Dolphin funerals?
- Jesus: You. Are. Getting. The hang. Of. This.