Why it is not too late to turn to the Flying Spaghetti Monster
April 2, 2014 at 9:29 pm
(This post was last modified: April 2, 2014 at 9:35 pm by Rampant.A.I..)
(April 2, 2014 at 9:22 pm)Chad32 Wrote: I assure you that I have long invited the FSM into my stomach, and my life has been better for it.
You have not truly believed unless you have buttered your face with the Garlic of Truth, accepting the Truth without regard for breath or personal hygiene unto your mortal form, with His Garlic Salt and His Crushed Red Pepper.
How dare you speak his holy, Noodly name without first anointing thy eyemeatballs with the holy oil of Crushed Red Pepper, for you do not yet know the way of His Spaghetti.
(April 2, 2014 at 9:14 pm)KUSA Wrote:(April 2, 2014 at 9:07 pm)Rampant.A.I. Wrote: Repent, in the name of meatballs and sauce, for I have been touched by His Noodly Appendage, and have come as an ambassador of the Tomato Sauce of Truth.
Woe to the blasphemer of this website, doomed to a life of salads and nay even the hope of Antipasto.
And yea, though I walk through the valley of salad, I fear not, for His seasonings and his Garlic Bread shall comfort me, I anointeth my head in Garlic Butter and await your replies.
Repent! And be starched.
I'm a believer brother.
The signs of His Noodlilyness cannot be denied. Ignoreth thee thy trace of thy soldering iron, for this beith the truth of do not question his caramelizarion of this bread and accept it on faithisms. It is True, therefore, beyond any Atheistic vision of truth: His noodle is clearly evident from the intelligently designed lines of this noodle toast.