Halloween 2004
I dressed up as Jesus. I thought it was a very clever costume, as I'd heard of no one doing so before. I was bored of the usual sexy witches and fairy tale charecters and wanted to do something out of the ordinary. I spent months constructing a giant cardboard cross and a crown of thorns and applied some fake blood (subtly, not too liberally). I was in high school then, so I spent my day not learning but pulling this huge cross up and down the halls behind me, wearing a flowing white robe, with a pained yet stoic expression slapped across my face. I thought it was harmless and ingenious and didn't expect the storm of righteousness that would fall upon me from the school's Christian Club.

I found myself, before lunch even started, being chased by an alarming group of kids who days before had been spouting concepts of Christian Love, but were now carrying large rocks and a megaphone. The leader of the group bellowed into the megaphone shouting, "Help us catch this sinner!" I ran, but was soon cornered by the group in the school's courtyard. The teachers on duty turned a blind eye as the Christian Club surrounded me, pelting me with rocks. And what did I do? Did I cry? Did I apologize? Or did I pick up on the incredible Biblical irony and proclaim with raised arms, even as rocks hit me square in the face, “Let he who is without sin cast the first stone”?

Dear reader, I don’t think I have to tell you the answer.
(BrainSurgerysFun, Fri 12 Dec 2008, 22:23, 5 replies)

You cried didn't you?
We all know it...
( Mellicious is made of candy, Sat 13 Dec 2008, 0:13, closed)

Maybe a little bit...
from laughter.
(BrainSurgerysFun, Sat 13 Dec 2008, 0:53, closed)

An entire school career spent in Catholic education has taught me that...
Quoting the bible for comic effect is always a good choice.

*click*
(Angry Beaver, Sat 13 Dec 2008, 10:32, closed)

i so hope
this is true, and even if it isn't great story made me lol (Z) *click*
(#monkey is salt-trash through and through, Sat 13 Dec 2008, 14:21, closed)

Truth is stranger
(and more hilarious) than fiction.
(BrainSurgerysFun, Wed 17 Dec 2008, 16:38, closed)