I Knew It Was Going To Be A Good Day
So, like three days ago, I knew it was going to be a good day. Here's how:
I was watching tv, and the doorbell rang, so I answered the door. There were two people there, some kid and some dude. And I knew this was going to be fun, because they were dressed in white button down shirts and black pants, carrying some stupid "magazine" and a Bible of sorts.
"Hi. What's up?" I said, already knowing what they were going to say. So the kid starts.
"Um, I have this magazine called 'You can be God's friend,' here because some people think they are God's friend, and they aren't," he said, "and if I could I'd like to read you a section from the Bible."
"No," I said bluntly, "I'm happy with my religion. Bye," I finished and then closed the door in their faces.
Oh, it felt good.
First Jehova Witness shut-down for me, ever.
I knew it was going to be a good day, and it was.
I was watching tv, and the doorbell rang, so I answered the door. There were two people there, some kid and some dude. And I knew this was going to be fun, because they were dressed in white button down shirts and black pants, carrying some stupid "magazine" and a Bible of sorts.
"Hi. What's up?" I said, already knowing what they were going to say. So the kid starts.
"Um, I have this magazine called 'You can be God's friend,' here because some people think they are God's friend, and they aren't," he said, "and if I could I'd like to read you a section from the Bible."
"No," I said bluntly, "I'm happy with my religion. Bye," I finished and then closed the door in their faces.
Oh, it felt good.
First Jehova Witness shut-down for me, ever.
I knew it was going to be a good day, and it was.