Why it is not too late to turn to the Flying Spaghetti Monster

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On the first day, the Flying Spaghetti Monster separated the water from the heavens. On the second -- because He could not tread water for long and had grown tired of flying -- He created the land and complemented it with a beer volcano. Satisfied, the Flying Spaghetti Monster overindulged in beer from the beer volcano and woke up hungover. Between drunken nights and clumsy afternoons, the Flying Spaghetti Monster produced seas and land (for a second time, because he forgot that he created it the day before) along with Heaven and a midget, which he named Man. Man and an equally short woman lived happily in the Olive Garden of Eden for some time until the Flying Spaghetti Monster caused a global flood in a cooking accident.

Oddly, doesn't sound any sillier than the jesus freaks' version.

Which raises the question - how well does humour travel through time?

I do worry that in a thousand years the Church of the FSM will be enormous, violent and utterly real.

Its happened before......obviously.