not really. People representing thier club put up tables in the gym mezzanine and they try and get people to join. It makes me wish we had a Walton Cult Fair... that'd be fun...
"step right up. take this pamplet. drink this punch. accept Mick into your life. Whos Mick, you ask? Why hes the little voice inside my head who created reality as we know it. or at least thats what he claims.... Don't disagree with him, he beats me."
Now all I want to do is worship Mick, surrender my free will, live in your guarded compound in Wyoming, then commit suicide at the drop of a hat! I love religion!
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