Our saucer which art in a colander, draining be Your noodles. Thy noodle come, Thy meatballness be done on earth, as it is meaty in heaven. Give us this day our daily sauce, and forgive us our lack of piracy, as we pirate and smuggle against those who lack piracy with us. And lead us not into vegetarianism, but deliver us from non-red meat sauce. For thine is the colander, the noodle, and the sauce, forever and ever. R'Amen.
Although I'm not fond of the content this piece is extremely well done. Being a sucker for purple and yellow color designs helps too. =3 Fantastic work! I really love the expressions you conveyed. Especially with the Flying Spaghetti Monster seeing as he doesn't really have a face yet there's something about the eyes that draw you in. Awesome piece.
May you be touched by his noodley appendage for this fine and magnificent work! Somewhere in the pasta sauce of heaven, meatballs are rejoicing as they peer down upon the breathtaking work of a mere mortal, Macaroni is rolling in pasta bakes of delicious solitude while praising the name of this work and the great Flying Spaghetti monster himself is preparing his steamy goodness to reincarnate as the second comming of Spag-Bowl to view your work in person.
Ramen, my bother, may you forever be in his noodley-ness's good favour.