Topic: IndnPrncs Hotel/Bar - part 80 | |
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such is the case as well.
alrighty, i've done good today, and so my return tomorrow it shall be. Night all |
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Gonna go put your beard to bed, Raredog (fo' shizzle)?
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Attn: Moofooga!
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Judging from that dude's rather effeminate 'do, chances are that dude isn't rockin' out with the testosterone either!
Admit it, Mahan- you've always thought about wanting to be a Scientologist, haven't you? |
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And I will name him my "moof moof"
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I almost got sucked nto scientology a while ago, but luckily escaped with my brain in tact...!
And now, this: |
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Back about six or more years ago, I was doing some snow effects for a show called "The District" starring Craig T. Nelson. It was their "very special" Christmas episode, and the scene required that two corner santas get into a brawl and stuff.
As luck would have it, they decided to film the scene in question near the Scientology building on Hollywood Blvd, on the corner. As we were waiting for our scene to come up (it was an evening shot, and it was still daylight out by the time we got to location), some Scientologist chicks came up and gave use a card with "FREE PSYCH TEST!!!" printed on it. Most of the other dudes just tossed the cards in the trash, but another effects dude and I decided to see what kind of trouble we could get into and went for their "auditing" test. That's where they kinda strap you into this thing that kinda looks like a newer-version cash register to "probe" your mind and tell you what psychological problems you have (and more importantly, what Scientology can do to fix them... yeah right). So we were both strapped in and asked a couple of questions, polygraph style. Then they asked us to think of our best, most-happy memory. THEN we were asked to think of our worst, LEAST-happy memory. Then the machine made with some bleeps and bloops and spit out some numbers from its LCD display. After what had to be around a half-hour of testing, they're essentially trying to sell us on the "wonders" of Scientology and stuff. When they asked if we were "impressed" with how they "accurately diagnosed" mental and emotional problems, I sprung the truth on them- I had totally buggered their test. I gave them totally bogus answers to their questions, sometimes going so far as to completely fabricate stuff. I also did the exact OPPOSITE when they asked me to think of various memories (good or bad) while hooked up to their machine. And yet, their machine didn't pick up on the fact that I was taking part in subterfuge while hooked up- after all, if the machine were legit, it woulda said if I were trying to jerk it around, right? It was then where I essentially called bunk on their whole money-making scheme, calling L. Ron Hubbard a complete charlatan and a fraud and a bunch of other not-too-flattering things. That was when they called in their burlier muscle-head Scientologists to "escort" my co-worker and me out of the building. The FUNNY bit was when I told Craig T. Nelson (a REALLY nice dude, by the way) about our VERY brief experience with Scientology. He couldn't keep from chuckling the whole time. |
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Im undergoing audit counseling to clear my negative body thetans
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My condolences, Mirror.
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I registered OT level 5 on during my last session
Im going to take my E-Meter in for recalibration soon |
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Is that where they cut the top of your skull open and scoop out your brains like so many quarts of frozen yogurt?
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Is that where they cut the top of your skull open and scoop out your brains like so many quarts of frozen yogurt? |
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Ahh. I just hope no one was lighting a match at the time.
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Ahh. I just hope no one was lighting a match at the time. |
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I did when I did that Craig T. Nelson job! Weren't you paying attention to what I typed down?
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I did when I did that Craig T. Nelson job! Weren't you paying attention to what I typed down? |
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Still gettin' your thetans worked out, Mirror?
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