“When did you die, Jerry?” George asked.
“Three days ago,” I said.
“On the third day you rose from the dead?” he asked.
“I already told you, George. First I died, then I was buried, then I rose from the dead.”
“Three days later,” we said in unison.
“Oh boy!” George said. “Worlds colliding, Jerry! Oh Jesus!! That’s gotta hurt!”
“What?” I pleaded, tapping the sand off my sandals.
“Oh Nuthin!”
“What, George?”
“I don’t know how to tell you this, Jerry, but-”
[ Kramer Enters Smoking a Pipe ]
“Kramer, put that thing out. Ah, what do I care? I already died once…”
“Hello boys,” Kramer said. “So, what are you guys doin this weekend?”
“Uh uh, we’re uh .. trying to figure out if Jerry is God.”
“Oh, that’s right buddy. I’ve known it for a long time. He’s God alright. I met Jesus once at the pro golf shop up on 49th Street. Never told you boys about it, but he was Jerry! Oh yeah – he looked just like Jerry!”
“I’m going to my Mom’s! Heaven help me!”
[ Newman Enters ]
“Hello gentlemen! Is God around?”
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