sorry my lovely abd beautiful subjects. tetragod was busy cleaning his bong. but now i am back. praise be to THC. "tender hooting care".
okay, prayers.
periodic,
welcome to my kingdom of 0's and 1's.
The Lord's Prayer
Our Flying Spaghetti Monster,
Who art in orbit around Ramen 324,
Hallowed be thy Noodly Appendage.
Thy Pasta al dente, They Sauce be done,
On earth as it is on dishes.
Give us this day our daily meatball,
And forgive us our diets,
As we forgive those who eat fried chicken.
And lead us not into starvation,
But deliver us from tofu.
For thine is the Meatballs,
And the Pasta,
And the Sauce,
Now and forever.RAmen.
From the Book of Pasta: Chapter 23
1) The Flying Spaghetti Monster is my buddy; I shall not starve.
2) He maketh me to lie in green parsley: He leadeth me beside marinara.
3) He filleth my stomach: He leadeth me in the paths of satire for entertainment’s sake.
4) Yea, though I walk through the world of the low-carb craze, I will fear no diet: for thou art with me; thy noodly appendage it comforts me.
5) Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of Parmesan: thou annointest my salad with oil; my beer foameth over.
6) Surely meatballs and garlic will follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of good food forever; RAmen.
ah, how very resplendent. the flying spagetti monster, this god of the holy munchies, is indeed a colleague. same alma mater. thanksgiving 1977.
may your beer continue overflowing my dear periodic. please take my good wishes of many 2:AM spagetti miracles.
"if you smile at me, i will understand..."
tetragod
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