How do you know?

Cause the last time I went to church...which was for my first communion thingie...I had to eat the body of Christ, and drink his blood. Don't remember what his blood tasted like, but his body most certainly did taste like noodles.

 

I also remember telling my mother that, and she said to be quiet 'cause it's disrespectful to say "Jesus tastes like spaghetti."

Noodles and spaghetti the same thing!? Blasmphamy!

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What's the point of a hero with no one to save?

Le sigh

Hey, I was just a wee girl back in the day. To me, all noodles were spaghetti noodles.

And they say theres a lack of culture in ametica

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"We the unwilling, led by the unknowning, have been doing the impossible for the ungrateful. In fact, we have been doing so much with so little for so long, we now believe we can do anything, with nothing, in no time at all."

"Neither by chance nor destiny."

Polar Bear. Igloo. Radar. Eggman.

It’s like crack. Crack that slaps you in the face and calls you a ***. And you like it.

There's a lack of anything in ametica. Especially that existance thing.

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What's the point of a hero with no one to save?

Le sigh

The big thing America lacks is brains... Enough said.

*Adds mushrooms, onions and other green things to liven up the stir-fry*

With over 1 billion brains larger than a walnut, I'd say it's got plenty.

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What's the point of a hero with no one to save?

Le sigh

So says the canadian. 

 

Speaking of which, can I have some stir-fry? 

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Have you insulted the great ways of wok?

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What's the point of a hero with no one to save?

Le sigh

No, I insulted Canada. 

 

So can I have some stir-fry? 

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Yes.
*serves Rag some stir-fry*

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What's the point of a hero with no one to save?

Le sigh

You better be carefull with that...

They have Canadians you know!

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*fujin that would be to you, sir*
^_^ Rock on

Those Canadians.

 

Those Mexicans. I don't know why...but as a Puerto Rican, I automatically have some sort of grudge against Mexicans. So does the rest of my family...and most other Puerto Ricans I know. We can't explain why we have this grudge...we just have it. Must be in the blood.

*eats a burrito* But hot damn, do they make some good food.

Yeah... here in Brazil we have the same thing... but we hate the people from Argentina... just like Americans hate Canadians, French hate the Belgian and everybody hates the French...

...and that Jesus stuff was hilarious !

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"Pedicabo ego vos et irrumabo"
I will f*** you in the ass and mouth
Catullus, XVI

Things do sound more profound in Latin...