Jesus Christ, Karl Marx and Martin Luther King walked into a bar. They sat down at one end of the bar and began slamming back a few brews. Once they were liquored up quite a bit, they started talking to the bartender.
Dr. King downed a beer and said to the bartender, "All I ever wanted was for my dream to come true." The bartender looked at him angrily, said, "Fuck your dream" and shot him in the head.
Marx tossed one back and cried, "All I ever wanted was for everyone to unite." The bartender said, "The workers like their chains, you commie bastard" and gave him a shove. Marx fell back from his stool as stiff as a statue and shattered when he hit the floor.
Jesus drank one down and said quietly, "All I ever wanted was for people to love one another." The bartender rolled his eyes and said, "No wonder no one believes in you anymore." Water bled from Jesus' pierced side as he quickly faded away without a word, leaving only a thorny crown resting on the bar.
I sat at the other end of the bar by myself, while the bartender swept away what the three of them had left behind. I drank and I drank and I drank but I never could force myself to speak to him.
