10ish. Verily, Loo was quite surprised to hear this. He asked of the LORD Flying Spaghetti Monster, "Are you sure? That creature was quite noodly. Are you sure you didn't send him to me in drunkenness? Or perhaps, are you drunk now?"
Rugbish. And the FSM spake, "For all I know I did send him to you in drunkenness, I'm sure he didn't just pop out of nowhere. And I admit *hic* I am a bit shloshed right now, but... uh... Avast! I'm your freaking god! Just do as I say! Sometimes I wonder aboush peephumph shushle... hum..."
Futbolsh: "Excuse me?" said Loo, who was not sure whether the FSM was slurring his speech in intoxication, or revealing some new holy incantations to him.
Bolsheviks: The FSM groaned and held the Noodles between His Eyes with one of His Noodly Appendages, much like a pirate holding his forehead while experiencing a headache. and said, "Nevermind that. Just go about your mission like you originally planned and don't kill anyone! Got it? Now wake up!"
14, Maybe. And the LORD smacked Loo in the face, and he did awaken, and he continued along his path, glowing with the knowledge that His Noodly Goodness did reach out and Touch him. Ramen.