...after his revelation to them that he *is* Jesus, 'no really, it is me, even though you haven't recognised me and it's only been a few days since my death so you might reasonably be expected to notice a slight similarity to the bloke you've been following for all this time, but nevertheless despite the fact you didn't notice, it is me, I am him, and definitely not someone pretending to be him, I just don't look the same, but I am the same person, honest, so cheer up!'
'Oh, all right then. Even though you look so different that we didn't recognise you, you say you are him and that's good enough for us. Look how happy we are now, don't you agree Thomas? Thomas..? What do you mean..? No, it is him, he said it was and everything. No, don't do that... euuuggh, you're gross...'
'See, I am him. I want my jelly.'
The story of Doubting Thomas there; the only man sensible enough to question whether the fact that Jesus looked so different that no one recognised him after his death had an Occum's Razor explanation, yet is villified for not being a tw@.