Welcome, my flock, back to the Church Of The Last Movie Outpost where, I am afraid, once more we are forced to confront the evils of your sin. Some of…
Look at you all. You stinking sinners. You just sit there. Stinking. Of sin. Without moral and spiritual guidance, you are nothing more than beasts, rutting away. You must learn…
Hatred is a powerful sin. It sneaks up on you, and before you know it, you are filled with fury. Something entirely random can trigger you into a teeth-itching rage…
Power corrupts. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. This is what we shall tackle today. Either way, you mofos are sinning like the filth mongers you have always been, and this place…
As the birthday celebrations of the Baby Jesus fade into our rearview mirror, and the misery of Dry January takes hold, once more the stench of sin pervades the land.…
Ahhh, the smells of the festive season fill the air once more. Mince pies, chestnuts roasting on an open fire, eggnog. And your filthy sinning, you dirtbird sinners. Don't think…
The icy finger of winter chills the air, the evenings close in, the communion wine starts to look mighty tempting, and then before you know it you are a SINNER!…
As All Hallows Eve approaches, something mingles with the stench of your sin throughout the Outpost. It is the smell of fear. Fear, and that shawarma kebab from Abdul's that…
