Religion is a funny thing. Not "ha-ha" funny, but more, "Hey, look at this awesome cat jumping into a box on Youtube," funny. You're never quite sure how real it is and how much you should donate at the door (I always give a coupon redeemable for "one free backrub for Jesus when he comes to town"). That being said, you get down on your knees and thanks the higher power who blessed the world by answering Katy Perry's prayers.

"I remember really vividly kneeling by my bed as a nine-year-old, saying my prayers and asking God to give me boobs that were so big that if I laid on my back I wouldn't be able to see my feet," she told The Sun. "Eventually that request was granted."

I don't know what Katy was so surprised that her prayer came true. I mean, God loves boobs, it's right there in the Bible: "By the seventh day God completed His work which He had done, and He rested on the seventh day from all His work which He had done (but first, He gave Eve a nice set of Double Ds and declared all men shall shall do as He does, for what is a day of rest without staring at some awesome breasts on naked women.)" Amen.