Just some micro fluffys. They are worshipping the portly Italian chef, on the side of the canned sketti, like hes Cheesus Crust.
And so the Heavens opened up, God hearing their pleas for precious manna. The micros were buried under an avalanche of skettis which were bountiful and delicious, ye and verily
Honestly, I’ve heard of weirder religions being started for less
They are going to fluffy hell for being cannibals eating that fluffy meatballs.
The fluff, the fluff, the fluff is on fire, we don’t need the water let the motherfluffer burn, burn motherfluffer, burn.
I like to think that some guy who’s bored finds a micro herd. Decides to randomly leave cans out for them while they are all asleep just to see what they think the source is.
and so it begins as a cult
I wonder how far it would go before they just start practicing fluffy on fluffy ritual sacrifice. Lol
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Imagine just a whole field of micros in worship. It sounds both horrifying and fascinating
That would be terrifying. Imaging a micro colony singing all at once in a field at night it would probably sound like a high-pitched version of The Poltergeist main theme.
Burn the whole field
Vietnam style! Cover them with napalm.
For the Hispanic fluffies it would be Quesos Cristo
Now have the can fall over and that sharp top decapitate them all