I'm having a bit of a dilemma. If I vote for the person I truly want to win, there are at least two women out there who will by default oppose me, which would indicate that I should vote for the other competitor. However, these forces of opposition may well know that I'm onto them, which would cause them to vote against the competitor I want to win, the end result being that said opposition gets my vote to further their unholy crusade.
I know that they know that I'm onto them, but do they know that?
The whole concept of the Flying Spaghetti Monster should go down as a small footnote in Internet history with the Hamster Dance (read: it just generally annoys the hell out of me). I get it; you're clever. Now, let's move on with it.
Juno, however, endures. Plus, she's one hell of a vengeful goddess. She takes the hunk of spaghetti down, mainly because I've never seen her as an accessory on someone's car bumper.
Flying Spaghetti Monster!!!!!!!!!!! Look and how noodly and swift he is in comparison to the blanched and stiff Juno... she's too busy being poised to notice him as his meatbally death hurtles towards her, utterly confusing her with his creation story and then nooooodling her to death. Noodle noodle.
I don't know if I've expressed this recently, but I hate the FSM. I mean, yes, the first time I read the original letter that started the whole thing, I thought it was funny. And I even liked some of the additional material that people put together based on it. But its biggest fans have taken it too far: the blind loyalty to the FSM has gone beyond parody and satire and gone straight into the dull, annoying and overblown. As far as I'm concerned, its time has come.
Who better to deliver the killing blow than vengeful Juno? She's mean, she's tough, and for hundreds (if not thousands) of years she had real followers. 'nuff said.
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I know that they know that I'm onto them, but do they know that?
Ah, the hell with it. Juno.
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Juno, however, endures. Plus, she's one hell of a vengeful goddess. She takes the hunk of spaghetti down, mainly because I've never seen her as an accessory on someone's car bumper.
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Who better to deliver the killing blow than vengeful Juno? She's mean, she's tough, and for hundreds (if not thousands) of years she had real followers. 'nuff said.
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Romans became Italians.
Flying Spaghetti is Spaghetti.
Nom nom nom.
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I vote Juno.
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