Conversations with Jesus
On Dumplings
MQ: “Sunshine.”
JC: “Sunset?”
MQ: “Noon. How good are dumplings?”
JC: “As majestical as an Arabian sunset.”
MQ: “Not quite the same taste, though.”
JC: “True enough. Arabian sunsets are always tinged with the faint smell of coffee and feeling of fine sand.”
MQ: “I don’t suppose you want to go and get some dumplings?”
JC: “You know what? I’m actually on a lemon detox. So thanks, but no thanks.”
MQ: “Even the steamed ones? We don’t have to get the pan-fried.”
JC: “You know what? For once I’d just like you to support my personal commitments.”
MQ: “True. But still. I’d rather not go alone.”
JC: “I died for your sins, motherfucker.”
MQ: “Exactly how long are you going to hold that over me for?”
JC: “Eternity.”
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