Alyssa, there are plenty of these and some are great ideas. like a charity. or the mormons. but you'll grow up one day and be on the streets and think about how you can't do everything yourself
I recall meeting the Moonies back in 1977 and they sure wanted me in. Went to their gigs and weekend retreat and weirdness began when invited to jump in a lake and go for a swim and I was admonished by dear-leader "o no you can't take your shirt off it might give the females bad thoughts" and then in studies they kept talking about some f@#k called His Highness Moon and I was basically just there to get laid and all of a sudden it hit me. "Moon" is not lunar it is name of Moonies. Time to go I thought and did.
I once belonged to a cult that said disparaging things about veal piccata, I still do to this day find myself lookIng down upon veal piccata and veal Marsala, However I enjoy a nice ham sandwich from time to time, we wore hats made from Frosted Flakes cereal boxes, I wear mine when I eat a nice ham sandwich, which isn’t all that often being allergic to pork and all.
The final straw was when I went to the home of a “friend” and got yelled at and condemned as a heretic by his housemate for about 2 hours straight. Every time I spoke to defend myself, he just interrupted me and yelled and called me a heretic and refused to apologize for his disgusting words. The friend who invited me refused to defend me and later justified it as ‘tough love’.
This is the part where you bash his face in and hit the bricks.....
I once had a run in with charles manson, thinking he could brainwash me into joining his 'family'. I now own one of the few real pictures of the little turd in his coffin.
I took a week off because I was facing burn out. I wasn’t really allowed to take that week off because my business was going to suffer. By the end of that second week off, I was job searching. I was done.
Alyssa, there are plenty of these and some are great ideas. like a charity. or the mormons. but you'll grow up one day and be on the streets and think about how you can't do everything yourself
I recall meeting the Moonies back in 1977 and they sure wanted me in. Went to their gigs and weekend retreat and weirdness began when invited to jump in a lake and go for a swim and I was admonished by dear-leader "o no you can't take your shirt off it might give the females bad thoughts" and then in studies they kept talking about some f@#k called His Highness Moon and I was basically just there to get laid and all of a sudden it hit me. "Moon" is not lunar it is name of Moonies. Time to go I thought and did.
I once belonged to a cult that said disparaging things about veal piccata, I still do to this day find myself lookIng down upon veal piccata and veal Marsala, However I enjoy a nice ham sandwich from time to time, we wore hats made from Frosted Flakes cereal boxes, I wear mine when I eat a nice ham sandwich, which isn’t all that often being allergic to pork and all.
The final straw was when I went to the home of a “friend” and got yelled at and condemned as a heretic by his housemate for about 2 hours straight. Every time I spoke to defend myself, he just interrupted me and yelled and called me a heretic and refused to apologize for his disgusting words. The friend who invited me refused to defend me and later justified it as ‘tough love’.
This is the part where you bash his face in and hit the bricks.....
I once had a run in with charles manson, thinking he could brainwash me into joining his 'family'. I now own one of the few real pictures of the little turd in his coffin.
HA! You think this only happens in America?
Naive child....
there are plenty of these and some are great ideas. like a charity. or the mormons. but you'll grow up one day and be on the streets and think about how you can't do everything yourself
This is the part where you bash his face in and hit the bricks.....