A time... to be touched by his Noodly Appendage - the little lioness
A time… to be touched by his Noodly Appendage
So, there is a time. A time where I type under the cover of darkness, a time where I hide away.
There is another time.
One where I proudly proclaim that I am a Pastafarian Minister. One where I ask you, why is my religion NOT so special and precious and holy as yours? Why isn’t my GOD, created by the prophet Bobby Henderson, as cherished and LOVED as that Jesus you talk of? Why not, as they are all as ridiculous as one another?