In regards to my dear Friend...

[Welcome to the First (And Only) National Church of Dalkism]



We are all his children...










So, everyone on the Magic School Bus!





































































































Except for you...

 

It's a religion. A religion was started for me.

Worship me.

 

Oh! My dear Master! What is your bidding?

 

NO.......many reasons to say no to that

 

You, My dear Child, Have been excommunicateD! Excuse me while I find something to strike you with!

 

Yaaaaaay! I like this!

 

*Returns with baseball bat*

I, The Dalkism Pope, shall excommuncate you!

*Proceeds with the beating*

 

O_o......*sidesteps away* Well......I have to say.....nice...logo.....

 

One person with an imaginary friend is called insane.

Many people with the same imaginary friend is called religion.​

 

But our symbol of greatness is alive!

Aw! Mr. Keyblade, you DO go on!

*Made the Logo*

Now then, would you like to join the first church of Dalkism as a Monk, or a Nun?

 

But I'm not imaginary, and I shoot lightning out of my hands.

 

*gets 4 baseball bats and 1 plunger of doom* don't even try

 

Wha-?
_____​

 

Yes. Yes it is.

 

Wait, so how many religious cults are on here now?

 

Seventeen.

 

Oh dear God. I'm doomed. ​

 

Correction, now your doomed.

 

Eh?
My what is doomed?
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Your spoon is doomed, and therefore soup cannot be eaten.