Mike, your obviously dating in the wrong age bracket, though you deserve to go to jail if you do. (assuming raffi is who I think it is… And WTF would you have raffi on your iTunes?)
LOL @ Hawkbit!!! I’m a strict pastafarian as well…
Our Pasta, who “Arghh” in the colander, Swallowed be thy sauce. Thy serving come, Thy strands be wrung, On forks as they are on spoons. Give us this day our garlic bread, And forgive us our starchiness, As we swashbuckle, splice the main-brace and cuss, And lead us not into Kraft parmessan, But deliver us from Chef Boy-Ar-Dee, For thine are Meatballs, and the beer, and the strippers, for ever and ever. R’Amen.
@maskedman There is no Pastafarian hell. As long as we serve the Flying Spaghetti Monster, he will reward us all with beer volcanoes and stripper factories. He doesn’t want us to suffer in his name, so he’s pretty lax about us following strict codes.
BEN!!!
Slight chuckle from the first one.
Ben 3
The first one was funny, the other ones were dumb
they all made me crack a smiley. But all of them reminded me more of TFLN than LB…
ah not really feeling these … it’s not like bom bom pow
Mike, your obviously dating in the wrong age bracket, though you deserve to go to jail if you do. (assuming raffi is who I think it is… And WTF would you have raffi on your iTunes?)
Mike just wanted to eat her neeples and vajayjay.
Funny, but not FTW..
you could feel me instead cupid… id hook ya up with the bom bom pow
Ben 10
lol
LOL @ Dr. Hymen.
Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding
Donana phone
It grows in bunches
I’ve got my hunches
Its the best
beats the rest
cellular modular
interactivodular
Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring
Banana phone
Slim I would love to feel your bom bom pow 🙂
HA! Brilliant!
-God’s investment (His Son)in you was SO great, he could NEVER abandon you!-
Frodo 16
elixabeth; Really?
-The Flying Spagetti Monster loves you so much that he did things to you in your sleep
@Hawkbit
The Lord Spaghetti Monster loves you so much that his tentacle penetration fills your soul with holy wonder… (and meatball scauce)
LOL @ Hawkbit!!! I’m a strict pastafarian as well…
Our Pasta, who “Arghh” in the colander, Swallowed be thy sauce. Thy serving come, Thy strands be wrung, On forks as they are on spoons. Give us this day our garlic bread, And forgive us our starchiness, As we swashbuckle, splice the main-brace and cuss, And lead us not into Kraft parmessan, But deliver us from Chef Boy-Ar-Dee, For thine are Meatballs, and the beer, and the strippers, for ever and ever. R’Amen.
I don’t know who started the Pasta prayers, but they deserve felatio by their spouses and/or girlfriends/boyfriends.
Lots of felatio. Pasta be praised.
The 17-20 commenters are going to hell for using the name of The Flying Spaghetti Monster in vain.
JPizzle gets extra angelhair brownie points for “R’Amen.” No, seriously.
Dr Hyman made me laugh harder than the actual posts. FOr the record… “The Wiggles” are also a definate mood killer!
@Hoff I am assuming you have kids then?
@maskedman There is no Pastafarian hell. As long as we serve the Flying Spaghetti Monster, he will reward us all with beer volcanoes and stripper factories. He doesn’t want us to suffer in his name, so he’s pretty lax about us following strict codes.