"Were not that a triumph!" declared the Lord God Freddie "We Art The Champions of the World for the Word Of The Queeble has reacheth many ears and they doeth harketh to what we sayeth!"

"Yes, we art bloody good, for this we knoweth" agreed Brian The Wise

"Jolly good" spake Roger the Divine "What doest thou think John the Mysterious?"

"Yeah" sayeth John the Mysterious for he art a man of few words.

"And verily I say unto thee, should we not haveth a big party to celebrate the spreadeth of the WORD" suggested The Lord God Freddie, for he did love to party.

"And cometh all the sinners unto the party" spake Brian the Wise "for they shall further be saved. Ye have heard that it was said, Thou shalt love thy neighbor, and hate thine enemy: but I. Brian The Wise, say unto you, love your enemies, and pray for them that persecute you that ye may be Godlike: for We maketh the sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sendeth rain on the just and the unjust and then we maketh rainbows in Adobe Photoshop. For if ye love them that love you, what reward have ye? do not even the publicans the same? Inviteth all the sinners unto the party and Ye therefore shall be perfect."

"That was very wise" spake Roger The Divine "Thou knowest many things, oh Brian The Wise"

And Brian The Wise was verily happy for he did think Roger the Divine pay him a compliment.

But Roger the Divine, John the Mysterious and The Lord God Freddie dideth snicker behind Brian the Wise's back for they thought he talked a lot of shit.

And Brian the Wise did announceth to the crowds gathering below:

Think not that I came to destroy the law or the prophets: I came not to destroy, but to fulfil. For verily I say unto you, Till heaven and earth pass away, one jot or one tittle shall in no wise pass away from the law, till all things be accomplished. Come thither then, to thy party and drink of the Vodka with thee and thy will teach ye in the ways of the Gods shall I"

And the crowd rusheth forth, for they loveth a free party, forthwith they rushed and did cometh to the party of the Gods and did celebrate much with the Vodka.

A small group gathered unto Brian the Wise while the rowdy ones partied on.....

And Brian the Wise spake unto them: " Ye have heard that it was said to them of old time, Thou shalt not kill; and whosoever shall kill shall be in danger of the judgment: but I say unto you, that every one who is angry with his brother shall be in danger of the judgment; and whosoever shall say to his brother, shall be in danger of the council; and whosoever shall say, Thou fool, shall be in danger of the hell of fire."

The crowd thought Brian the Wise to be very wise indeed and they did not snicker.

"And lest haply thee not put up offering to thy Gods, thy Gods shall deliver thee to the judge, and the judge deliver thee to the officer, and thou be cast into prison. Verily I say unto thee, thou shalt by no means come out thence, till thou have paid the thee, Brian the Wise, every last sixpence, for I needeth them to play thy guitar and I hath named this Holy Instrument "The Red Special"

And a collective gasp was heard from the crowd and they did throw many sixpences to Brian the Wise and Brian the Wise was very happy for they did throweth coins and they did not snicker. They art in awe of thine wiseness, he thought, and he was happy.

"Again Ye have heard that it was said, continued Brian the Wise " Thou shalt not commit adultery: but I say unto you, that every one that looketh on a woman to lust after her hath committed adultery with her already in his heart. And if thy right eye causeth thee to stumble, pluck it out, and cast it from thee: for it is profitable for thee that one of thy members should perish, and not thy whole body be cast into hell."

And the small crowd all plucketh out an eye and cast it unto the floor.

" And if thy right hand causeth thee to stumble, cut it off, and cast it from thee: for it is profitable for thee that one of thy members should perish, and not thy whole body go into hell. "

And the small crowd cut off their right hands and cast them also unto the floor.

"It was said also, Whosoever shall put away his wife, let him give her a writing of divorcement: but I say unto you, that every one that putteth away his wife, saving for the cause of fornication.............."

"Oh Bloody Hell Brian the Wise" cried The Lord God Freddie "What in the name of Thyself art thou doest?" "There is blood and eyeballs all overeth the floor! We art trying to party and thou art bringing the vibe right down. What on earth art thou on about?"

"Preaching the word of good and evil" replieth Brian the Wise.

"That art not the Word of the Queeble thou pompous fart, that art utter crap" admonished The Lord God Freddie "How can thou preach what thou cannot puteth into practice? Now stop this nonsense at once and partake of thy Vodka.......and cleaneth up this mess at once!'

Brian the Wise was depressed for he realised that he could noteth practice what he preacheth. There musteth be another way, he thought sadly.

Enter ye by the narrow gate came Jim the Beach: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to the aftershow parties, and many are they that enter in thereby. " Narrow is the gate, and straitened the way, that leadeth unto life, and few are they that find it." spake Jim the Beach for he was drunk as a Lord, "And what the helleth is wrong with Brian the Wise? Why for art he sulketh?"

"He preacheth a word that is far too difficult to follow, even for himself" spake John the Mysterious.

"Ah" spake Jim the Beach

" Beware of false prophets, who come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly are ravening wolves. By their fruits ye shall know them, bananas and pineapples. Do men gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles? Even so every good tree bringeth forth good fruit; but the corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit, rotten bananas and such like. A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit. Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire. Therefore by their fruits ye shall know them. Not every one that saith unto me, cast out thy demons, but I cannot. But by the Word of the Queeble thou can saveth the people from their demons and by thy name do many mighty works. And then will I profess unto them, I manage thy Gods and I taketh 10 percent."

Brian the Wise felt comforted by the words of Jim the Beach and thought them very wise words indeed.

"Thou shalt be our manager, Jim the Beach " spake Brian the Wise "And thou can pave the way for us to spread the Word of the Holy Queeble and we shall make it up as we goeth along, but the Word will be wise and easy to follow."

And it was so.