DOTLAN EveMaps

In the name of the Pasta, and of the Sauce, and of the Holy Meatballs. For thine is the Colander, the Noodle, and the Sauce, forever and ever.



They serving come, they strands be wrung, on forks as they are on spoons. Give us this day our garlic bread and lead us not into Kraft parmessan. But deliver us from Chef Boy-ar-dee.
-R'Amen



Though our weapons be cool, and our consoles be dim. Our devine Prophet Ragu shall lay the sauce before us and our way shall be known. We shall wisper into the ears of our enemie's "Hail meatsauce full of beef, the Spaghetti Monster be with you."