Yea, they did recieve the Divine touch of his Noodly Appendage ( snort. choke.). AND it left great big smears of a flirtatious little home-made pesto sauce upon them. AND they were glad. For verily, it WAS al dente. Let the church say a-MEN. This boy's a genius....i may have to make him an Honorary guinea for this.Be well and eat pasta,oh you multitudes... MissBenson
2: He maketh me to lie down in noodly pastures: he leadeth me beside the still Top Ramen.
3: He restoreth my bowl: he leadeth me in the paths of carbohydrateness for his name's sake.
4: Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of Atkins, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy noodles and thy broth, they comfort me.
5: Thou preparest a table of pasta before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my gut with alfredo sauce; my plate runneth over.
6: Surely goodness and satiety shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dine in the house of the FSM for ever.