Unfortunately, my family does not approve of my faith. They brought me back to the ground and scolded me. "The Flying Spaghetti Monster doesn't exist! It's not real! Stop being stupid! You must be hallucinating!" It wasn't true! I had seen Him! I ran away from them and searched the neighborhood for Him, and I found Him again. Again He tried to take me with Him, but I was tethered by my family's scorn! I could not go with Him! He flew away, and when I searched again, He was gone. Instead I found a giant, disgusting, worm-ridden piece of toast with eyes, an imposter trying to distract me from the truth of His Noodly Goodness!
It was truly devastating, but perhaps some day, if I am a good pirate, He will once again bless me with His Noodly Presence. I will do my best not to let Him down again! Give praise to the Flying Spaghetti Monster, pesto be upon Him! Ramen!
