Noodle World Cereal Part 2

Jon Every found the box of cereal.

This cereal box did not have a Noodle Monster touching balls in milk.

It was a cereal box that had a picture of a man on it.  A man with a brown beard and brown hair.  His arms were spread wide and his face was calm.

“Interesting.” Said Jon Every.  “This box is so different from the other boxes.”

He thought it was so odd to see a human man making gestures with food.  He was so used to seeing only the Holy Noodle touch balls with His mighty appendages.

“The cult of Christianity must be gaining more followers than I thought.”  Said Jon.

A young boy ran up close and pointed at the cereal box with Jesus on it.  “Mom look!  There is a white man on this box!”

The mom moved quickly and grabbed her son.  “Don’t look at that vile thing Billy!  That white demon is a desecration to the Noodle that we hold sacred.”

The mom and young boy moved away.

Jon Every thought out loud, “This world is becoming stranger everyday.”

-End of Entry, DJ ROBO BISCUIT

Noodle World (Cross Burning)

There were reports in the news of burnings.   Fringe groups were burning pieces of wood that looked like lower case “T.”  Members of the mass public were concerned.   There were these white people who were taking fire and burning the wood.  There were reporters who traveled to see the burnings of the lower case “t” and they talked to the white men who burned them.

“We are burning these crosses for Jesus Christ.  Jesus died for our sins and we are burning this cross.  We also hate black people and Jewish people.”  Spoke a T-Burner.

The reporters were often shocked from the language and the hate speech.  It was not a large concern of the public since Christianity was a cult.

“The White race is the superior race.  We do not want to associate with the other mud races.  And of course the Noodle in the Sky is a false god.”  Spoke an Elderly White Man.

John Every was sitting in a pub and watching the news.  He listened to some men nearby “What a ridiculous religion.  Can you believe these cults?”

“Indeed.  It is absurd they believe there is a white man in the sky who is all-powerful and he hates the Jewish people and the people with the dark skin?  What rubbish.  These men must not have been touched by His Almighty Noodle.”

“If any thing, these men were touched by the Wooden Spoon of the Dark Lord.”

The men continued to exchange words and make fun of the silly cult on television.

“Let’s return home.  It is Thursday.  I hope my lovely wife has prepared the sacred meatballs.”

“Yes Yes my good man I love to eat the balls.”

As the two men left the pub, John Every was sitting and contemplating which God was the “true” God.