It had been a long night for Jesus. First the Passover meal, then the praying in the Garden of Gethsemane, then a nice stroll around the Garden. Just as He was about to leave the Garden, this cop showed up.
“Gee, I was just out taking a walk,” Jesus said to the Roman cop.
“Don’t you know that this is a white rich guy neighborhood?” the cop said to Jesus.
“Isn’t it a free country?” Jesus said.
“Not for your kind,” the cop said to Jesus. “So are you going to go peacefully or are we going to call in the SWAT team for you and your boys over there?”
“You can’t do this,” Jesus said. “I know my rights.”
“Look, Buddy, the only right you got is to move along. If you don’t, we’re taking you to jail.”
“But—“ Jesus said
“Okay, Buddy,” the cop said and grabbed Jesus’ arm. “It’s jail for you.”
Jesus felt his sandal fall off. He went down to slip it back on. The cop pulled out his revolver and slammed Jesus over the head. “Hey, guys,” the cop shouted. “Resisting arrest.”