One day Caesar decided to go on a tour of the empire. All though out his visits, city's, states and nations heaped lavish displays of affection upon him, each trying to out do the other. When it was coming time for his last stop, the city's elders got together to discuss what to do.
The first said "Let's pave the street gold". The other chipped in pshaw it has already been done. This type of discussion went on for some time with each idea being discarded. Finally the last elder said, "Hey, I got an idea. Caesar hates christians right." They other shouted out "Who doesn't hate those bastards." "Well," the elder said, let's round up a couple hundered of them and crucify them on the road into town as we thow a big parade with slave girls for Caesar." The plan was struck.
On the day of his visit, a hundred christians were crucifed on each side of the road leading into town. A large parade, equiped with slave girls, exotic animals, shriners, slave girls, marching bands, floats, slave girls and finally Caesar proceeded down the road lined with crucified christians. Caesar was pleased for he thought this shurly was the greatest gift he could receive as he looked up at the crucified and their agony.
When he came to the last christian, Caesar looked up and the man was mumbling under his breath. Caesar wondered what in the hell could this man be saying. He shouted "halt the slave girls and parade." "What are you saying man" he yelled. The christian just hung there going "mumble mumble, mumble." Ceaser got out of this chariet and escorted a couple of slave girls to the base of the cross. "Damn it, what are you saying" he declared. All that was heard was a low mumble, mumble , mumble. "Slave girls," Caesar bellowed "fetch me a ladder I need to know what this man is saying." A man-lift ladder was procured and Caesar climbed to the top. He grabbed the man's head between his hands, looked him dead in the eye and said "For the sake of the gods, what are you saying."
The christian mumbled out "oh I love a parade."