Homemade ricotta gnocchi, because I’m rare and not from around here.
Fusilli, I’m cork-y like that and rather silly.
It’s Fusilli Jerry.
Lasagne - I got layers.
Macaroni because I have an unhealthy obsession with cheese.
I will block out the sun with my lasagne body! All will fear me! All will obey me!
Mafaldine because I look cute with little ruffles and there’s nothing remotely straight about me
I would be mushroom bowtie farfalle (which I enjoy often) because I’m always just out of reach, even to myself.
I’d love to say campanelle, because I’m fun and stuff.
I’m a gnocchi, because I’m potato.
Spaghetti, because Im lanky, and annoying to handle when Im cooked
Copypasta, nothing more I want to be than a long overused block of text that clogs up threads all over the net.
I am also partial to shell pasta.
If Lemmy has a million fans, then I am one of them. If Lemmy has ten fans, then I am one of them. If Lemmy has only one fan then that is me. If Lemmy has no fans, then that means I am no longer on earth. If the world is against Lemmy, then I am against the world.
If Lemmy has a million fans, then I am one of them. If Lemmy has ten fans, then I am one of them. If Lemmy has only one fan then that is me. If Lemmy has no fans, then that means I am no longer on earth. If the world is against Lemmy, then I am against the world.
Orichiette. Cause they’re like little bowls of sauce on their own. Each one of them a tiny flavour universe.
I’m all ears
I’d want to be a spaghetti but I’d probably be a penne.
The screwed one
My brother in Fusilli!
A lasagna newdle https://youtu.be/UoRXQDPkDcs?feature=shared
Macaroni, but only with cheese.
This is so that I can become ouroboros and infinitely devour myself
