Last eve at 21:32 in the outskirts of Munich, Germany, I had an exciting experience:
The Flying Spaghetti Monster appeared to me.
Thrills run to my neck â€“ but at least I kept my balance and approached to this magic Thing step by step.
At least I could touch it with my tongue cautious.
It tasted a little bit salty but a kind of sweet also.
As a former Catholic I never liked the holy communion so much - no taste and no seasoning.
And suddenly I understood.
In the past I always wondered, why so many Italian Snack Bars and Restaurants launched in our Region.
And do you know or remember the Traffic Song: Shanghai Noodle Factory.
Now I know, all this is a sign and the holy plan of the FSM.
But I really have a serious problem.
My wife is a vegetarian. And she denies to believe in this wonderful new reality.
Please can you help me?
Holy Noodle and Holy Balls
Yours truly, Rupert