Clearly, the antithesis of all that is FSM, and therefore, the one who takes great delight in the sour milk volcano and mime factory (and you thought it was a lake of fire, assholes), is clearly the Atkins Ninja. I believe he came about when pat robertson had sex with a goat back when jesus said it was cool, and then goat-man was sent to ninja school. now, while ninjas are often quite awesome, this was the bad kind of ninja: he believed ninjas were awesomer than pirates, and preached this, along with the anti-pasta message of atkins, to anyone within earshot. plus, he almost cut of His Noodly Appendage with that sword he's always playing with. Thus, and for sooth, our noodly lord and master had enough of this, and damned him to the aformentioned hell, where he subsists on a steady diet of mime steak and sour milk. It is said, though, that on the Day of Noodles and Sauce that he and his minons will once and for all renounce their stupid choice and partake of a pastafarian feast of truly saucilicious proportions. RAmen.
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"Majority rule don't work in mental institutions." - NOFX, The Idiots Are Taking Over