Andrew Keegan's Cult Gets Busted For Slanging Illegal Kombucha

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Andrew Keegan, cult leader and 90s teen heartthrob, was involved in an illicit kombucha bust. Yes, you heard that right. The former child actor, known for his roles in Ten Things I Hate About You and Seventh Heaven, and lesser-known for roles in Camp Nowhere (co-starring Christopher Lloyd) and something called Teenage Caveman, is now the leader of a spiritual group in Venice called Full Circle. His cult, er—spiritual community center—recently held a fundraiser for a marine conservation nonprofit and the Alcoholic Beverage Control busted the gathering. The illegal substance was none other than kombucha. No, this is not an episode of a Portlandia-esque show about Los Angeles. This is real life, you guys.


According to Curbed LA, undercover agents confiscated multiple containers of kombucha, a polarizing beverage made from fermented tea believed to provide health benefits. The brand that was served at Full Circle’s function was Kombucha Dog, a company known for their very potent kombucha solution. While this hippie drink contained only a tiny amount of alcohol (less than 1%), it was still enough to give suits good reason to make the bust. Full Circle received a misdemeanor citation from ABC for selling unlicensed booze. “We’re a complaint-driven agency, so when someone notifies us about what might be an illegal activity, we respond to it,” said a rep from Alcoholic Beverage Control. Sounds to me like there’s a snitch amongst your people, Keegan. I’d watch out if I were you. The commander-in-chief of high vibes responded, “They may be a complaint-driven agency, but we’re an intention-driven organization and our intentions are pure.”

Maybe Full Circle should just switch the community beverage to something guaranteed to be PG, like coconut water or green tea.

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Caterina Thrace

My mother, in one of her weirder fads, got the culture starter thingy for kombucha when I was in high school. She kept it in a bucket in our laundry and she named the resulting snot slime monster 'Lionel'. Lionel lasted in his bucket for ages, my mother trying to get us to drink this fucking revolting tea ‘for our health’. Dad finally chucked Lionel into the bushes at the back of our house one evening muttering 'enough is enough'. RIP Lionel. You were a good, if foul tasting, pet.