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Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
The Jehovah's Witnesses that showed up at my door last Saturday morning got to see a naked RT. I was fast asleep when they rang the bell, and I only got up because the dogs' barking indicated that whoever was on the porch wasn't going away. I grabbed the first thing I could find (a towel) and opened the door, but the towel slipped while the Displaced Dog and I had a little discussion about whether or not he could go out on the front porch and eat the nice woman in the dress.
After I recovered the towel, she gave me a pamphlet on blood. I told her I work in healthcare, but I thanked her for her interest in my immortal soul. She was very nice and not particularly pushy. I took the pamphlet, but I never got around to reading it. I think it got thrown away.
The Displaced Dog and the Puppy (just turned three! can you believe it?) didn't get to eat the Jehovah's Witnesses.
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See now, if the JW in question had been Prince, this story could have been a really good story.
