JC Superstar

The 27th, I saw Jesus Christ Superstar not for any religious reasons but because Ted Neeley was performing and that dude can wail. Remember the band Living Colour, who had that Cult of Personality song? Yeah? Well the singer of that band played Judas. Speaking of Judas, here's a little sidenote.
The only time I ever bring this up is when I'm trying to get laid, but from time to time I do my part to help out the community, and one of those activities is spending time with Born Again Christians who just so happen to be ex-cons. What would be better for my group of ex-con Christians than a bitchin musical about Christ? The four of us dressed to the nines and went out, but during the production they voiced their opinion on Judas snitching out Jesus and it was agreed that we do something about that.
After the show we waited out back for Judas. Eightball fashioned a shivv out of a squashed soda can, Fang sharpened his teeth with a nail file, commenting on how long it had been since he'd had a taste of flesh, and Ski-Ball shat out the pair of brass knuckles he regularly smuggles in his rectal cavity. When Judas arrived we showed him what retribution meant until, out of nowhere, Ted Neeley pulled up in a limo brandishing a bow armed with a flaming arrow, which he shot at the building behind us. Eightball's response summed it up pretty well. He said, "That sonofabitch done lost his mind!" Ted Neeley started laughing hysterically, confusing us even more. Then something happened that I'll never forget: he grasped his neck and started pulling. It soon became clear he was peeling off a latex mask and before we knew what was happening we realized that it wasn't Ted Neeley standing there but in fact Ted Nugent! Everyone started clapping at that point, so Ted Nugent bowed, and on his way up thumped his fist on the roof of the limo, signalling for the driver to peel out. The last thing we heard The Nuge say was, "Siyonara suckers!" As the smoke cleared, we helped Judas to his feet. He told us if we wanted he could take us to some hoppin' parties; we couldn't resist. The five of us were so excited we all ripped our shirts off and sang Herod's Song in the street.
Then we partied and slayed mad tang.