I Amuse Myself So Much

There was one of those nu-evangelist blokes in town today, yelling about how Jesus would save us all, and that YOU MUST ALL REPENT YOUR SINS and all that.


So I stood up on a bench, and yelled roughly the following:

You should all convert to the religion of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, for he is the One True God, and all other religions are simply abherrations created by Him. No, we have no solid proof of His existence, but we have written texts dating from some time ago that give eyewitness accounts of His entity.
I myself have been touched by His Noodly Appendage, and you should all allow His Noodlyness into your lives too.


I think I stopped as soon as I began to draw a bigger crowd than the other guy and he began looking distinctly unholy.



Now, you see, the above post is what it would look like if I actually had any stones at all. Maybe when I move into a town where no-one knows me I'll be able to do shit like this.