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so at the beginning of ninth grade which really really sucked, i was very bored and it was one of those times when you cant possibly entertain yourself because everything is so freakin boring and the class is talking about robinson crusoe and politics…so i was starting to lose hope so i reached into my backpack for a chinese finger trap and i found A FREAKIN RUBBER DUCKY!
i was exceedingly astonished and thus my boredom was cured as i got tons and tons of ideas and then i didnt have to listen about all this thomas paine crap and THENNNNNN i found a big battery in my backpack. then i found duct tape. well i looked at the duck. and i looked at the battery. and i looked at the duct tape. and i looked at my finger cause it was bleeding. then i had the best idea i ever had. i duct taped the battery to the rubber ducky’s head, and it was so glorious that i just wanted to worship it. just kidding heres the best idea i ever had: to start a frickin religion! 
so i did. and it was a pretty big deal. i converted all of my paradigm friends, and other friends, who converted a lot of their friends all over different schools. theres even members in idaho and sweden. normanism was an amazing thing because paradigm sucked so much and normanism was the highlight of everyone’s year. we converted tons of people every day. some people even converted themselves.
then we made the book of norman which was also a pretty huge deal. it was a notebook covered in duct tape and it got passed around and random people wrote in it. we have over fourteen apostles, missionaries, a bishopric, hymns, and even our own language(normanese).
its impossible to fully understand normanism without experiencing it. we made pass along cards but my friend kind of lost them then found them then ate them
(-Norman)
Those were the words of a brand spankin’ new 14-year-old prophetess on the ridiculous yet tremendously awesome phenomenon we like to call Normanism, or the Church of Norman. That passage sufficiently sums up the history of the growing “religion”. Today, Normanism continues to spread, from its headquarters in the desertic Utah to all corners of the nation and beyond. But just what is this all about? Why the devil would anyone waste so much time on something so time wasting? Who in their right mind would participate and help bring forth to pass such a silly work? When did potassium become of major importance in religion? In simpler terms, WTF?, right? But that’s what it’s all about. The Church of Norman represents that which is weird — and moreover, that which is FUN. If there was one word that could epitomize Normanism, that would be it — fun! It is endless entertainment and laughter in abundance. It is an opportunity for the creatively oppressed victims of a humdrum society and an insipid life to be expressive and imaginative. Normanism is not only a way of life, it is an art. Much has been accomplished during the short time of the Church of Norman’s existence, but this is only the beginning. As there has been much done, there is much being done, and there is much yet to be done. We’ve enjoyed an extraordinary past, are enjoying a pleasant present, and plan on enjoying a stinkin’ great future. All of time has, is, and will be awesome in the magical world of Normanism. It’s no secret — humanity could use some extra joy. So, let the light of humor illuminate your life and let fun-dom ring. Sincerely,
Your prophet