
THE CONFESSION BOOTH: I Just Hate Them!
This week’s confession booth makes me feel old. I don’t want to sound like Clint Eastwood in Gran Torino, but
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This week’s confession booth makes me feel old. I don’t want to sound like Clint Eastwood in Gran Torino, but

Deck the halls, let the bells ring out, follow the star, and bring gifts. Just not that shit you brought

As Christmas approaches, the opportunities for sin increase exponentially. From the office Christmas party, to that thing you make your

A wayward flock means a busy ministry, and there are fewer flocks as wayward as the devotees of the Church

Gather my children, into the Church of the Last Movie Outpost and be ready for confession. It’s that time of

The strangest thing about the Outpost is that no matter how much cinematic sin we absolve Outposters of through confession,

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

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