Bad in religion...

If there was a modern Jesus, he would probably do his Last Supper in the Supper Club Amsterdam. There it is white, totally white and only the people add some color to it. I think this is exactly Jesus' taste. There he can share his bread and turn water into wine. But it would be a pity or a disaster if someone spills it. The nice white policy (which we know from Springer & Jacoby). Let's hope he thinks of bringing salt!
And people can eat the bread while they lie. Like romans. They can feel like Cesar while having the Last Supper... oh what a contradiction!
Nevertheless we were going to a place called Supper Club for having a drink. It is located in a small, very very narrow street, a little street, let's call it streety. If you don't have a clue that the club is there, then you probably won't find it while passing by. You recognize the door only at the second sight, even if it should be your first sight, 'cause when your eyes catch the doors appearance, it is enormous then. It's a golden door with all the members on badges on it. And only a small door sign saying "Supper Club". We rang the bell...
Then a second time, then a third time, I think at the fourth ring we heard the door unlock. We opened it and there he stood: a genie. He has a bold head and wears légère clothes. With his seducing voice, he asked us innocent children what he could do for us. We'd like to have a drink if possible. Though there was a company having their supper, we were allowed to enter the restaurant, the Supper Club, which is a club at night. Entering the white policy was overwhelming. The emperors on their beds watching us, we walked towards bar. And the rest you know: We turned water into wine, no it was beer, but nobody got betrayed. And bread were deilicious bits and Jesus was a masseuse, turning human skin into Playdoh. Nice, nice...