South Park (Spoilers)

[vinnypunditsheros]

Might be the best Mr. Garrison episode, if there are others.

I cannot get the image of Mrs. Garrison getting banged from behind out of my head. I expected it to be somebody's avatar this morning. His tits were fucking gross too.
"YEAH! Pound my monkey hole!"

I think there were a lot of culture references in that that I didn't get, or I wasn't supposed to get. Maybe I need to see more movies where people are cryogenically frozen.

[CosmonautLaunchPad]

Damn it. I keep forgetting to watch Soutpark. One of my favorite shows, but for some reason I can never remember to watch it. I think because they show encore presentations all week. I'll catch it tonight. Sounds like a pisser.

[oleanron]

I fell asleep for the last ten minutes (my son was up the past two nights with pink eye, not to be confused with brown eye). But, unfortunately, I did see Miss Garrison get banged from behind. Dear God...I swear, every time I think, "This is it--they cannot go any farther", they do.

[thebonabus]

As bad as Garrison getting banged from behind, the more disturbing/disgusting scene was seeing his/her mangled boob job. I fully agree with OleanRon that just when you think they can't do any more, they go and do something like they did last night. All praise the Spaghetti Monster.

[vinnypunditsheros]

All praise the Spaghetti Monster.

[southhampton]

wow, where did you find that?!

[vinnypunditsheros]

I googled flying spaghetti monster. It turns out it's the god of a 'real' religion called Pastafariansism. Some grad student invented it and if Intelligent Design is taught in schools, his religion's teachings should be too.

[southhampton]

haha, that is brilliant. South Park is a great show because of refrences like these.

[oleanron]

There's a great letter that the founder of the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster wrote to the school board in Kansas, as they were voting on whether or not to allow intelligent design to be taught in their schools. Basically, his point was that if one "theory" of "intelligent" design was taught, then all other theories must be taught. We ran a brief mention in the magazine either earlier this year or last year.

He also has a graph showing the corollation between increase in global warming and the decline of the number of pirates that sail the Seven Seas. AARRRG!

[wutang]

Some key points about this religion...

- An invisible and undetectable Flying Spaghetti Monster created the universe, including a mountain, trees and a midget.

- The Pastafarian belief of heaven stresses two points. "A) It has beer volcanos as far as the eye can see & B) It has a stripper factory."[4]

- RAmen" is the official conclusion to prayers, certain sections of The Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, and so on, and is a portmanteau of the Semitic term "Amen" (used in Judaism, Christianity, and Islam) and Ramen, a noodle.

- According to the Pastafarian belief system, pirates are "absolute divine beings" and the original Pastafarians. Their image as "thieves and outcasts" is misinformation spread by Christian theologians in the Middle Ages. Pastafarianism says that they were in fact "peace-loving explorers and spreaders of good will" who distributed candy to children.

- In December 2005, Bobby Henderson received a reported USD $80,000 advance to pen The Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster. According to the author, he plans to use the proceeds from the sale of the book to build a pirate ship, with which he may travel the world in order to convert heathens to the Pastafarian religion.[5] The book was released on March 28, 2006

[southhampton]

I am officially now a pastafarian. I was an agnostic before, but i think i have found my god.


www.venganza.org

[southhampton]

The Eight "I'd Really Rather You Didn'ts of Pastafarianism

I'd Really Rather You Didn't Act Like a Sanctimonious Holier-Than-Thou Ass When Describing My Noodly Goodness. If Some People Don't Believe In Me, That's Okay. Really, I'm Not That Vain. Besides, This Isn't About Them So Don't Change The Subject.

I'd Really Rather You Didn't Use My Existence As A Means To Oppress, Subjugate, Punish, Eviscerate, And/Or, You Know, Be Mean To Others. I Don't Require Sacrifices, And Purity Is For Drinking Water, Not People.

I'd Really Rather You Didn't Judge People For The Way They Look, Or How They Dress, Or The Way They Talk, Or, Well, Just Play Nice, Okay? Oh, And Get This In Your Thick Heads: Woman = Person. Man = Person. Samey - Samey. One Is Not Better Than The Other, Unless We're Talking About Fashion And I'm Sorry, But I Gave That To Women And Some Guys Who Know
The Difference Between Teal and Fuchsia.

I'd Really Rather You Didn't Indulge In Conduct That Offends Yourself, Or Your Willing, Consenting Partner Of Legal Age AND Mental Maturity. As For Anyone Who Might Object, I Think The Expression Is Go F*** Yourself, Unless They Find That Offensive In Which Case They Can Turn Off the TV For Once And Go For A Walk For A Change.

I'd Really Rather You Didn't Challenge The Bigoted, Misogynist, Hateful Ideas Of Others On An Empty Stomach. Eat, Then Go After The B*******.

I'd Really Rather You Didn't Build Multimillion-Dollar Churches/Temples/Mosques/Shrines To My Noodly Goodness When The Money Could Be Better Spent (Take Your Pick):
Ending Poverty
Curing Diseases
Living In Peace, Loving With Passion, And Lowering The Cost Of Cable
I Might be a Complex-Carbohydrate Omniscient Being, But I Enjoy The Simple Things In Life. I Ought To Know. I AM the Creator.

I'd Really Rather You Didn't Go Around Telling People I Talk To You. You're Not That Interesting. Get Over Yourself. And I Told You To Love Your Fellow Man, Can't You Take A Hint?

I'd Really Rather You Didn't Do Unto Others As You Would Have Them Do Unto You If You Are Into, Um, Stuff That Uses A Lot of Leather/Lubricant/Las Vegas. If the Other Person Is Into It, However (Pursuant To #4), Then Have At It, Take Pictures, And For The Love Of Mike, Wear a CONDOM! Honestly, It's A Piece of Rubber. If I Didn't Want It To Feel Good When You Did It I Would Have Added Spikes, Or Something.