With friends like Jesus
- Opens in the kitchen.
Frat Boy#1:
Jesus, I have a serious hangover.
Jesus:
I know, me too. My head feels like I�m wearing a crown of thorns. At least I can do something about yours. I have to live with mine.
Frat Boy#1
You�re the king.
- Jesus touches Frat Boy#1 on the head.
- Poof, Frat Boy#1 is covered with sores.
Frat Boy#1:
Oh Jesus! You gave me Leprosy. Dude!
Jesus:
Sorry man, I�ll fix it.
- Jesus touches Frat Boy#1 on the head again. He heals him. - Poof, Frat Boy#1 is back to normal.
Frat Boy#1:
Thanks Jesus, that really sucked. But, I still have my hangover.
Jesus:
Ok, let me try this again.
- Jesus touches Frat Boy#1 on the head.
- Poof, Frat Boy#1 falls to the ground and crumples on one leg.
Frat Boy#1:
Jesus Christ! You made me lame in my leg.
Jesus:
Seriously, I�m totally sorry about that. It�s this damn hangover. I�ll fix it. Hold on.
- Jesus touches Frat Boy#1 on the head.
- Poof, Frat Boy#1 starts standing back up.
Frat Boy#1:
Thanks Jesus, you sure about this? I mean, I still have my hangover, but I think its getting better.
Jesus:
Seriously, I�m really about that. It�s this damn hangover. I can�t hardly concentrate. Let me try this one more time.
- Frat Boy#1 steps back a little.
- Jesus touches Frat Boy#1 on the head.
- Poof, Frat Boy#1 turns into this hot chick in a bikini.
- Frat Boy#2 enters.
Frat Boy#2:
Holy Jesus, you lucky dog you. What�s your friends name?
Frat Boy#1 (in girls voice):
It�s me, Frat Boy#1.
Frat Boy#2:
Jesus Christ, you must be hung over again! Don�t worry about Frat Boy#2, I think I like him better now.
Frat Boy#1 (in girls voice):
HEY!
