Easter SUNDAY!  And not just any Easter Sunday, but the Christian Easter Sunday!  This is the "big" Easter - you know, the one where a bunch of religious zealots killed Jesus, he rose up to the great strip club in the sky and people all over some middle-eastern city wept and wailed.  COME ON!  We know that his death had nothing to do with religion - it was all about oil and Halliburton paid for his assassination under the cover of searching for Weapons of Mass Destruction.  It's sooooooo obvious!

Thank you - yes we know already - we're gonna burn in Hell for blasphemy ("Blasphemy" means speaking against the will of Dick Cheney, right?).  Look, there's no need to send us all of those nasty emails with web links to www.jesus_wants_your_money.com.  We don't have any money, we only go to websites that feature underage twins and porn and as far as our souls go...well, we spend allot of time getting drunk in Blues clubs so we already have plenty of soul.

Here's the deal.  It's Easter Sunday, we have terrible hangovers, there are kids all over New Orleans screaming and looking for dyed chicken eggs and we're microwaving blue marshmallow rabbits (Peeps!) to watch 'em explode.  Oh yeah, and we also have a chocolate replica of a rabbit, some tiny foil wrapped chocolate "eggs," and some crack-head hooker named Charlisia passed out on our sofa-sleeper.   See?  We are good Christians!  We asked ourselves, "what would Jesus do?" and the answer was obvious...

      
Ask yourself, "What would Jesus do?"                      Our friend Chad says there's a little God in every crawfish boil!

      
Our friend Kevin says if you drink enough you'll see God!                                    OK, AGAIN, "What would Jesus do?