
THE CONFESSION BOOTH Returns To Judge Your Astonishment
Last week, the stench of your sins reached such epic proportions that, eyes watering and overcome, Boba Phil had to
If this isn’t the search you’re looking for, try again, with the Force this time or correct spelling.

Last week, the stench of your sins reached such epic proportions that, eyes watering and overcome, Boba Phil had to

We are in the Church of the Last Movie Outpost ready to give confession for your sins, again. You lot

Welcome, my flock, back to the Church Of The Last Movie Outpost where, I am afraid, once more we are

Look at you all. You stinking sinners. You just sit there. Stinking. Of sin. Without moral and spiritual guidance, you

Hatred is a powerful sin. It sneaks up on you, and before you know it, you are filled with fury.

Power corrupts. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. This is what we shall tackle today. Either way, you mofos are sinning like

As the birthday celebrations of the Baby Jesus fade into our rearview mirror, and the misery of Dry January takes

Ahhh, the smells of the festive season fill the air once more. Mince pies, chestnuts roasting on an open fire,

The icy finger of winter chills the air, the evenings close in, the communion wine starts to look mighty tempting,

As All Hallows Eve approaches, something mingles with the stench of your sin throughout the Outpost. It is the smell