Next time the Jehovas witnesses show up...

I'm going to answer the door naked, and proceed to invite them in for tea and biscuits.

 

You should also be wearing a Halloween mask.

 

What if they want to stay?

Instead simply shut the door, easier in the long run if you do not wish to entertain.

 

no, do what Jeff Foxworthy said
throw some pamphlets around a chalk outline :tongue:

 

Show them your collection of shrunken Jehovah Witness heads.

 

Oh man, I wish I could use that approach where I have a pesky Jehovah's Witness problem...ah...work...

 

One of my housemates once answered the door naked for some church kids passing out flayers...

They ran away.

 

reply to this thread take two:

I'm so becoming a jehovah's witness now

 

When I was 16 my friends drove me to my dad's girlfriend's apartment so I could beg for pot. She answered the door naked. I think she was on valium or something. She couldn't remember where she stashed the pot so gave me ten hits of acid with Mr. Clean's face on it instead.

 

^that is awesome

how'd she look?

 

She was hot. All my dad's girlfrends were bimbos. One named Sandy was really nice to me. She was a dancer at the House of Babes, but dad told me she worked at a Whataburger. I didn't know what a Whataburger was and he said it was like a Steak & Shake. I wanted to go but he would never take me.

 

hahaha

Steak and Shake is the shit man
specially if you are high and your wallet is feelin heavy

 

The right question to ask is:

"Did you tap that?"

 

i think the JW's would get a lot further with people if they did their door-to-door converting naked. why should we who answer the door have all the fun?

 

No, I think she got busted in a cocaine sting a month or so after that.

 

Hehe...that was seriously humorous. You and your wit.

 

you and your appreciation

 

i tell my invisible bangle tiger to bite their ankles. then they start thinking they have stigmata or something.

what i just flat out tell them is that my gods are not a pain in the ass, they are.

there is, however, a beware of dog sign on my gate. the only way to get to any of my doors is through that gate. i've never had come to me door.

such a mysterious and inexplicable coincidence.

we've got l.d.s. loonies on bycycles wearing black suits who make a pain in the ass of themselves on the streets.

i miss that hari krishnuts. they were cool. just buy a stick of insense or tell them "nemiste" and they'd go away.

i got invited to one of their feasts once. that was totally cool.
first time i ever had kifer. and banana smoothies. this was way back in the mid 70s some time.

i guess fronting on an alley and having an address that ends in 1/2 helps too.
and ALL the neighbors having BIG dogs. that snarl. and low fences.

don't get too many of them folks out our way.

=^^=
.../\...

 

ha ha, I've never had them knock at my door, I guess I'm just lucky.

 

Oh damn... if they ever show up.. They can give me the whole spiel... I will sit and listen to it simply for the head trip... Somewhere in there, I'll tactfully begin sniffing permanent markers and interjecting with, "yeah... and how the fuck did you come up with THAT SHIT!?!?!?"