A good friend, Bubba (not his real name, but fitting), upon finding a pair of them at the door, pulled one of them inside and locked the door with the other lad still outside (no cell phones at the time). Bubba, while sitting the lad down, scooping beans onto a dirty plate and bidding him eat, ravingly quoted Shakespeare and told dirty jokes. I don't know how the kids felt about being killed --
I wanted to kill Prince. I didn't because the doves would cry purple rain ...
Nope but I've slamed the door in their faces many times, even thrown them out some really crude comments....lol
No they are nice misguided fools.
I was going to but there were too many Witnesses around
no but they can get on your nerves
No, when they come to my door I just tell them I am a Mormon (I'm not one) and say I will read their literature if they will read mine. They can't get off the porch fast enough. My mom told me that works every time and it really does!
Aren't they already brain-dead?