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                                            The Convergence        From the Book of Dennis

    I have recently become disillusioned with my present faith, "The Church of The Flying Spaghetti Monster". As fate would have it, just the other day a friend of mine dressed in a toga made of swaddling cloths spoke to me and a small crowd of gatherers on a hill top in a park in down town Knoxville. As the sun slowly set behind him he told us the biblical tales of the one true faith of Dudeism. Then a city cop came by and told us all to break it up and tazered the profit Bill and took him away. But not before I and some of the others were filled with rapture and  danced away hand in hand into the night chanting the word of the one true Dude, and the word was, "No". So now I feel I have the true calling and would like to be ordained, so that I can continue to carry on the teachings of the one true faith, Dudeism. My words shall feast on those who would subdue us.
   Go to www.dudeism.com  and get your free calling.

And so it was said.
Dennis Zen

Do you have a great fable about the dawn of Dudeism?

Yeah, well, that's just, like, your opinion, man

JWelcome, dude...Just be careful not to contravene any league rules, ok? 

Couple a my fables....

http://dudeism.com/takeiteasymanifesto.html

http://uufe-dialogue.blogspot.com/search?q=dude

Quote from: Dennis Zen on July 04, 2008, 04:01:37 PM
                                            The Convergence        From the Book of Dennis

    I have recently become disillusioned with my present faith, "The Church of The Flying Spaghetti Monster". As fate would have it, just the other day a friend of mine dressed in a toga made of swaddling cloths spoke to me and a small crowd of gatherers on a hill top in a park in down town Knoxville. As the sun slowly set behind him he told us the biblical tales of the one true faith of Dudeism. Then a city cop came by and told us all to break it up and tazered the profit Bill and took him away. But not before I and some of the others were filled with rapture and  danced away hand in hand into the night chanting the word of the one true Dude, and the word was, "No". So now I feel I have the true calling and would like to be ordained, so that I can continue to carry on the teachings of the one true faith, Dudeism. My words shall feast on those who would subdue us.
   Go to www.dudeism.com  and get your free calling.

And so it was said.
Dennis Zen

Do you have a great fable about the dawn of Dudeism?

Welcome to the fellowship, dude. Go forth and spread Dudeism...report back when you are finished. Also, dude, keep your beeper on and no preaching during league play or on the Shabis.  You happy now, you crazy fuck?

I think I've seen that spaghetti monster flying around these here parts once in a blue moon on a
night just like this one when the fog is thick and it makes the moonlight glow all fuzzy like one of those little koosh dolls with the crazy hair...

Mean lookin thing that spaghetti monster, like the String Theory gone bad, I tell you, I saw it swallow a whole tree once, just like that, slurped the poor tree right up, tree didnt even have a chance, poor tree, damn spaghetti monster, how did you ever abide such a dreadful creature?

Well, anyway, welcome.

Say what you will about the tenets of the flying spaghetti monster, but at least it's an ethos

Quote from: Dude1967 on July 06, 2008, 11:07:47 PM
Say what you will about the tenets of the flying spaghetti monster, but at least it's an ethos

And let's also not forget--let's not forget, Dude--that keeping wildlife, a flying spaghetti monster, for uh, domestic, you know, within the city--that isn't legal either.

What are you a fucking park ranger now?!

ya got any good sarsaparilla?

And so the Dude put his diapers on as he had been told to do. And as the fire burned and the great topless women fell from the sky, the deceiver appeared as though from knowhere and introduced himself. Yay, and the Dude said 'How's the smut buisness, Jackie?" And the deceiveing Horn of the Tree used his magic to thwart the dude off his scent. And yay came about the Darkness, blacker then a steers tookas on a moonless prairie night. But such like yin and yang, there was good in every bad. Now came the best dream sequence of the movie...

You gotta buck up, man, you can't go into the flying spaghetti monster with this negative attitude--

Quote from: digitalbuddha on July 09, 2008, 01:09:10 AM
You gotta buck up, man, you can't go into the flying spaghetti monster with this negative attitude--

I can tell you don't want to be cheered up.  Come on Donny, let's get a lane.

Another Caucasian, Gary.

Quote from: digitalbuddha on July 10, 2008, 04:19:46 PM
Another Caucasian, Gary.

Flying spaghetti monsters like these, huh Gary?

A stick is just a stick, until you need it for something. Then it's either too long or too short.