Moderator: All Things Mods
Roland Deschain wrote:(What a bummer you have to register as a Unitarian just to be recognised legally as a minister.
daftbeaker wrote:But if I stop bugging you I'll have to go back to arguing with Qwerty about whether beauty is truth and precisely what we both mean by 'purple'
kitan wrote: We have some ideas already, and we're thinking of using your "Hail marinara, full of spice" prayer, Tedward (with permission, of course)...
(to the couple) Are ye ready to walk the plank together and thereby engage in legal matrimony?
Arrrrrgh, let us begin!
Dearly beloved Pirates, Wenches and fellow Pastafarians. We be gathered here today to marry this here wench to her pirate.
Let us pray.
Full of Spice,
The Flying Spaghetti Monster is filled with thee.
Tasty art thou amongst sauces,
and blessed is the fruit
of thy jar, tomatoes
(although fools believe they are vegetables).
Chief Amongst Toppings,
Save a plate for us now,
and at about 6 o’clock when dinner is served, if you would be so kind.
Any Scurvy dog who has a problem with this here union should be saying Yarr right about now. Otherwise shut your noodle hole so we can get on with this and get to the part where we get wasted on rum.
Now both of ye say yarr where it concerns you, understood.
Do ye wench take this here pirate to be ye lawfully wedded pirate. To be liking a lot through the good stuff and the bad stuff, to be caring for him in the healthy times and the sick times, to be loving him during the times of great booty and the times without, to be having fun together while away at sea and while in port, and to be upholding the word of the great noodly gospel?
(arrrrgh, I do)
And do ye pirate take this here wench to be your lawfully wedded wench. To be liking a lot through the good stuff and the bad stuff, to be caring for her in the healthy times and the sick times, to be loving her during the times of great booty and the times without, to be having fun together while away at sea and while in port, and to be upholding the word of the great noodly gospel?
(arrrrgh, I do)
Ye may now exchange the rings, which are shaped in the unending circle of his great noodly appendages.
And now, by the power vested in me by the Flying Spaghetti Monster and the State of Utah, I pronounce you husband and wife!
Ye may kiss the wench.
May I introduce ye all to the new Mr. and Mrs. _____!
(applause and such; recessional)