A great day out in Mancfagland. We spotted that the clams have no letter box, which is weird for a business, sorry, church, and so went round the back looking for one, not to post anything but just to solve the riddle of the missing post box. Do they really communicate using just pure thought? As we were trying to identify a bare black painted wall and door, with no letter box, the door suddenly opened. I immediately recognised Sharon, a long term Scientologist and greeted her enthusiastically. "Hi Sharon, it's me Pete Griffiths, do you remember me?" "Go away," was her reply as she closed the door. Isn't Go Away posh talk for Fuck Off? Like I said, great fun hanging out with Mancfags. We must do it again sometime
Hey assshole, why u come here and bitch about people disagreeing with your antics at Stain Hill and attacking posters like amaX and nao u come here and post your shit videos. Fuck you eggofag. Go back to FailBook!
Back for a second look at the vids, they're great. I just love how the simple question "are you mad?" turns those Scilons into stunned mullets , frozen on the door step. Hopefully they are actually considering the question rather than trying to generate energy beams to make you disappear in a puff of smoke.
Pics: better late than never Yes, we had a Pete Griffiths And Xenu And body thetans aplenty... Anons Signs and posters And one or two close encounters... Our local policeman was very sensible And then there were this lot... A few more pics here ------------------- And join us next time for the mega-christmassy christmas raid:
