bonnie_rocks | When You Pray, Move Your Feet (Reply)

I've never been the religious type. I'm Jewish by nature, but the last time I went to a Friday night service was in 1992 just before my brother's Bar Mitzvah. I'm what you call a Holiday Jew, meaning I'm Jewish on the holidays. :)

Back when I was in High School, my friend Dana and I decided it would be funny to come up with our own religion called Kowbobism. The rules were quite elaborate and equally hilarious. We even made up a very silly dance, that we called a kowtow (before we knew that kowtow was actually a thing) where we would twirl around in a circle 4 times, shuffle to the right, and then bop ourselves in the head with our left hand. A selection of the rules were as follows:

- You must sing "Plantman" by Gary Young anytime you find yourself in nature.

- When passing each other in the hallway, you must Kowtow two times.

- The gods are Bob & the Sacred Cow of Moo. When either is mentioned, kowtow.

Then there were a bunch of rules about what kind of music we could like and who we could tell about our secret religion.

The Book of Kowbobism is in a box somewhere still in my possession. It was written in a very silly font with purple letters. It is 5 pages long.

These fun, fond memories are 13 years old. Frightening I was able to remember as much as I did.

~*::Meow::*~

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