Bigger, Stronger, Faster, Moister.

Our dishcloth, which art in moisture,
Hallowed be thy water.
Our moisture come, thy precipitation be done,
On surfaces as it is in the ocean.
Forgive us this day our towels,
As we forgive those who towel against us.
And lead us not into dryness,
But deliver us from handryers.
Thyne is the moisture,
The dishcloth and the wetness,
Forever and ever.
Big Moist.


Big Moist: Origins