Oh mighty FSM, take this humble offering of sweet, cooked pasta made in thy name. Eat of it and digest away the pain of the ones I love. Indeed, sprinkle your parmesan of peace over their agony and upon all of the suffering in this cold, dry, unflavored world. Mine is the fork and spoon, but yours is the timeless taste, the divinest of sauces. I am ever your plate upon which ye shall fest. I am ever your servant, seeking only to share with others all of your celestial cuisine. Ramen.
Posted on: Fri, 14 Jun 2013 19:27:03 +0000