Terry Davis' inner voice
You forgot the ceremonial fart cake to be consumed, if people believe hard enough. Drink Fanta and said cake during a sermon, you might just might be granted immortality and demi godhood over pocket dimensionsBlessed art thou among tomgirls, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Sonichu. Holy Christine, Mother of Sonichu, pray for our dinners now, and at the hour of death. Glory Be to the Father, and to the Barb, and to the Holy Buttocks. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end.