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1. Spaghetti! Or some string pasta. Probably in a tall plastic container in the sunlight.

2. dry spaghetti

3. If it’s not dry spaghetti, then it’s a yellow koosh.

4. It is the transubstantiation of our Noodly deity. “Take of these and eat. These are my appendages, which shall be boiled up for you. Do this in memory of me. And drink with a fine Chianti.” ~FSM

5. It’s the Flying Spaghetti Monster!

6. Ann – You did it – you are a winner.

   Sara and Jennifer – right on, the FSM. Our group was right behind the FSM in the last Seattle Fremont Solstice Parade!

7. Damn. This is the last time I’m going to lunch on Wednesday.

8. Specifically: Bucatini? (And if it is, do I get a prize?)

9. But if it’s the FSM, it must be in its larval (uncooked) stage or something, right?

10. I love you Sara! waiting for my next holiday…. Friday

11. Congrats Ann,

    Now you can’t complain about me not giving you a chance.

    🙂

12. Don’t patronize me, you smug son of a bitch.

    Okay, okay, you can let me win again! 🙂

13. Rho doesn’t know how to be patronizing. That was his attempt at sarcasm. 🙂

14. What, Rho, sarcastic? NEVER!!

15. Next week, my sarcastic friend… next week, the game continues.

16. Your sarcastic friend, huh? Yeah, *that* narrows it down…

17. I fling my gauntlet at you all!

18. Oh no – I feel the pressure… into the vaults for an image gauntlet worthy!

19. Well, as long as we’re flinging garments around…oh, wait. Nevermind.

20. Bring it, Dawn! Just not too early in the morning. 🙂