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All hail Effessem! (As can be seen here, they do actually)
- Our saucer which art in a colander,
Draining be your noodles.
Thy noodle come.
Thy meatballness be done,
On earth, as it is meaty in heaven.
Give us this day our daily sauce,
And forgive us our lack of piracy,
As we pirate and smuggle against those who lack piracy with us.
And lead us not into vegetarianism,
But deliver us from non-red meat sauce.
For thine is the colander, the noodle, and the sauce, forever and ever.
- Our Pasta, who "Arghh" in heaven,
Swallowed be thy shame.
Thy Midgit come.
Thy Sauce be yum,
On top some grated Parmesan.
Give us this day our garlic bread.
And give us our cutlasses, As we swashbuckle, splice the main-brace and cuss.
And lead us into temptation,
But deliver us some Pizza.
For thine are Meatballs, and the beer, and the strippers, for ever and ever.
- Our pasta, who art in a colander,
Draining be your noodles.
Thy noodle come,
Thy sauce be yum,
On top some grated parmesan.
Give us this day our garlic bread,
And forgive us our trespasses,
As we forgive those who trample on our lawns.
And lead us not into vegetarianism, but deliver us some pizza,
For thine is the meatball, the noodle, and the sauce, forever and ever.
- Our pasta, who art in a crazy ass nigga
Drainn be yo noodles
Wit tha S-N-double-O-P fo rizeal
Where tha sun be shinin n I be rhymin.
Thy nizzle come,
Thy sizzle be yum,
On top some grated parmesan dogg.
Fo-fo desert eagle ta yo motherfizzles dome fo sheezy so i can get mah pimp on.
Its jiznust anotha homocide.
Gizzy us this day our garlic bread,
n Norgive us our lack of piracy,
As we pirate n smuggle against those who lack piracy wit us fo sheezy keepn it rizzy yo to increase tha peace.
And lead us not into vegetarizzles but deliva us some pizza,
Fo' thine is tha meatball, tha noodle, n tha sauce, playa n gangsta n shizzay hittin that booty.
- Our Restaurant, who gives thy Pasta,
Hallowed be thy herbs. The Sauces run the noodles be done in thy holy meatball kitchen, As we worship the Lord we feast upon his holy spaghetti tentacles, Give us this day our Garlic Bread and give us our cheese with meatballs on top. And lead us into temptation from food, and deliver us our Pizza. In the name of the Pasta thy cheese and the holy meatball may we always eat in peace in your name dear flying spaghetti monster RAmen
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