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Amen, and pass the Parmesan.

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My husband and I were watching the news the other day, some sad story about the Middle East, and he asked me a question I couldn’t answer.

(Yes, that happens occasionally… though I’m loathe to admit it.)

And as one does when searching the internet for information, the husband fell down a digital rabbit hole while trying to distinguish the difference between Sunni and Shiite Muslims… and what started out as a simple search for an answer turned into a wild journey of discovery through various world religions. Including one he’d never heard of –

Pastafarianism.

Yes, you read that correctly.

Pasta.

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I could do without a stripper factory in the afterlife but I’m okay with the beer volcano.

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Clearly they’ve given this a lot of thought.

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Though I don’t think the headwear is very flattering.

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Poland?

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If the Nantucket RMV allows it, who am I to argue?

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🤣

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