im sorry lord, forgive me my tresspasses, I hold you and your son jesus to my heart, Forgive me my sins, as I take my life due to no greater horror being viewed by me. Our pasta, who art in a colander, draining be your noodles. Thy noodle come, thy sauce be yum, ontop some grated parmesan. Give us this day our daily garlic bread, and forgive us our tresspasses, 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 sauce, and the noodle forever. RAmen
*Self Delete by gunshot*
