Dead by owner
[spoiler]to much work I have a life[/spoiler]
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Our pasta, who art in a colander. Draining be thy noodles. Thy noodle come, thy sauce be yum. On top some grated Parmesan. Give us this day our Garlic Bread, And forgive our indulgences, As we forgive those who make reality TV. And lead us not into vegetarianism, But deliver us some pizza, For thine is the Meatball, The Noodle, and the Sauce, Forever and ever. R'Amen