One score and eleven.
If I were Jesus I'd be one year into my ministry. As my love and I concluded, though, I'm quite happy not to be Jesus, because I would only get to hang out with her for two more years.
And I'd have to put up with all those Mary's. Seriously, I much prefer Maureens.
All right now, go have a lovely day and I'll pretend it was in my honor.
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