Knowing how women's mind work, I almost feel sorry for
Jesus had he decided to live a normal life and got married,
had kids, and the like...

I can just see his wife byyching...What do you mean
you were wandering in the desert for forty days? Don't
give me that fake story about not eating or drinking
for forty days and being tempted by Satan. I think you
must be having an affair but you are too dumb to come
up with a convincing lie.

I swear if I catch you cheating I'm leaving and I'm
taking the kids with me.

I wish you would just settle down and get a career
instead of just hanging out with your band of twelve
losers. You used to be a great carpenter. What
happened to that? At least you used to be able to put
food on the table when you had a job. You need to grow
up and take responsibility for your family. I don't
need a hippie for a husband! I need financial
security!

You spend all day with your disciples and sometimes
you are gone for weeks on end. You don't spend enough
time with me. I need to feel loved. Where did the
romance go? Sometimes I think you put your God and
disciples before me. I need to feel like I am number
one in you life.

And by the way, I don't like how one of you buddies
looks at me. It's your boy Judas. He keeps coming
around for apparently no reason. He kept popping in
every few days when you were gone for those forty
days. He gives me the creeps. You need to check your
homie...

Hmmm......i refuse to comment

Funny