"But I tell you, do not resist an evil person. If anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to them the other cheek someone wants to sue you and take your tunic, let him have your cloak as well" stood preaching his words of god to the masses.
"Jesus christ, that ridiculous" matthew spoke up " does are god honestly expect us to do this."
"Um, yeah dude. You should be writing this down, this is important shit, also going to assume that you were calling me by name rather than swearing, but don't do it again,k?"
"But what if someone slaps me like five times, I ran out of cheeks, then can I slap them back?" he asked, trying to find some kind of loop hole to avoid his fate.
"No, I don't care if he bitch slaps you to the moon, get your ass back to earth, you grit your teeth, and take it like man, have I made myself clear?" jesus wanted to get back to
"Ok, but what if he slaps me six times and I don't like him?"
"Oh, why didn't you say so? Bitch slap the mother fucker so hard that his eyes pop out. look , I the son of god over here, so if I say that person is being a bitch, feel free to lock the mofo up in a white room, tie him to a chair so he slowly starves to death while watching tapes of those he loves being grossly torture, keeping him barely alive and in pain for as long as possible"
"I think you overdid it jesus"
"Sorry, had kind of a rough childhood. My dad was always busy being god and all"