Jesus got up one day a little later than usual. He had been dream- br ing so deep there was nothing left in his head. What was it? br A nightmare, dead bodies walking all around him, eyes rolled br back, skin falling off. But he wasn't afraid of that. It was a beau- br tiful day. How 'bout some coffee? Don't mind if I do. Take a little br ride on my donkey, I love that donkey. Hell, I love everybody.