Truly, this be the way we Pastafarians must busy our hands when we pray.
The more fervent our prayers, the more wiggly must our noodly fingers be.
R'amen.
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The more fervent our prayers, the more wiggly must our noodly fingers be.
R'amen.
Welcome to AF! ^_^
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura