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shortymcbossypants ago

I actually have a personal story concering the Moonies! When I was a little girl, about 4 years old at the time, my family went out to San Fran to see my grandmother, who was half Chinese and Native American, and she had to work extra hours in her business so she took my brother, 5 at the time, and me, to this Temple who had an afterhours daycare. Well, it went pretty well at first, playing out in the back and all of that and then these men and women in purple robes came out and scooped all of us, said it was time to eat. Well we ate some rice and chicken nuggets, and then they cleared everything out on this mat and gave us boxes of pocky, which are dipped wafers in different flavors. I personally like the chocolate and strawberry dipped sticks, but anyways, these guys started throat singing in Korean, neither me or my brother understood because we only spoke Cantonese, English and Hebrew because of my very mixed family, and then they started rocking back and forth like a bunch of cracked out hippies while sticking the pocky sticks up in the air. I remember even as a little kid thinking what is this crap? It was all very very strange.