Join us... come join the cultA friend of mine recently floored me with the admission that he'd spent several years in Eastern Europe with the Moonies. And he seemed so normal. Have you or your mates disappeared into a cult? Now that the brain-washing has worn off, tell us all about it.
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chthonic, Thu 26 Jan 2006, 17:46)
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No cults. Not by choice.We have the largest Mormon temple in the country (I think) round here.
But the BASTARDS won't come to my house. Oh you sit and recount about how you humorously despatched the JW's with their tails between their legs, spiked the moonies with ketamine, but you don't know the pain of not having religious idiots to fuck with. I too, want to answer the door with a bloodstained cloak, wielding a butcher knife and screaming 'YESSSSssss, WOULD YOU LIKE TO COME IIIIN?!?', or pouring boiling oil on roman catholics (I understand they might probably quite like that). But I can't.
You know the nearest I get to all this? The vicar's bi-annual visits where I make him tea and try and get amusing innuendo into the conversation. 'So, how's your bishop?' 'I'm impressed at how you come so regularly'. etc. See? Crap, isn't it?
Bugger it. I'm off to join the moonies. At least I might have some fun then.
Sulking. Selfish yank bastards.
(on an entirely related note, it is a local sport in these parts, when approached by the mormons, say you'd very much like to hear what they have to say, would they PLEASE come round later (preferably during Eastenders), and give a friends name and address. First one to have a psychotic breakdown loses.)
(, Fri 27 Jan 2006, 21:24, Reply)
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