I've got something to confess. I attended sunday mass service this past weekend. I know, I shouldn't... but I was promised brunch afterwards so I couldn't resist...stupid fundie date...damn. Mass wasn't that bad, and the bacon was really good. I just wish the service included dazzling buccaneer garb and pirate lingo like FSM church.
At some point I'm going to have to come clear with Jesús about my pastafarian beliefs, just not when bacon is involved.
I think this is what I love most about atheism... one betrays the cause for bacon and it's not apostasy but just brunch...ah, life's good.