So, was talking with Roommate last night and we were discussing how much better off she would be if she were touched by His Noodly Appendage. She said she would, but what if the Flying Spaghetti Monster decided to flood the world in marinara sauce, thereby staining everything red forever? Which is when we had a revelation.
Clearly that’s what happened to Mars! Curiosity should have been sent with Parmesan cheese and a fork/spoon attachment.
The theological implications of this are immense.
The conversation ended as follows:
Me: At least He’s not from the plane Kobol.
Roommate: I suppose.
Me: That’s not made up. It’s actually a Mormon thing.
Roommate: I’m not sure those are mutually exclusive.