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Double agent Trevor attempts to trick Jesus into trying out his latest invention ...
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| Come on, Jesus. Please, for Christ's sake! | |
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| I'm not going to step inside your stupid Resurrectionator. It probably hurts. | |
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| Good heavens, no! It just tickles a little, for God's sake. Jesus, if it doesn't work with you, it won't work with anyone. You sure don't want to ruin the experiment, do you? | |
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| If it's an Resurrectionator, that means you have to kill me first, right? | |
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| God forbid, no! The machine does that automatically. | |
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| Alright, I'll do it. But only if thou stoppeth making wrongful use of my name, sir. | |
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