Me, the front door and the Missionary

Well, the Memorial Weekend is now past, but boy what a strange one.



Monday [Memorial Day] I decided to sleep in which I don’t get a chance to do often when I was abruptly awakened out of my morning slumber to the doorbell. Not once, but whoever was out there REALLY wanted someone to answer  so they kept on it; a second time, then a third, then even a forth. Well by the third ring I was lumbering out of bed staggering to the door.



Sense I am a fulltime nudist and of course I sleep that way I answered the door that way.



Opening the door and asking what while the door opened. I opened it all the way. Sleepy or not, I am not worried about someone seeing me nude and sense there is a young man with his face covered by a “Watchtower” magazine and I hear him belt out the following: I’m a member of the Salt Lake Kingdom Hall and I’d like to talk to you about the Lord Jehovah.” Then he moves his hand so I can see his face. He looks all of about 20 yrs old. Well I could see his face and then HE could see mine………and my chest and all the rest of me in all my non-clothed self.



It must have been my sleepy, naked self standin there because he abruptly turned for the street and ran off the porch yellin something about I’m a "Devil-worshipper, Satan in human form" and that the place I live in is "gonna have to be either cleansed by 10,000 of their members or burnt to the ground and rebuilt in THEIR honor and used as a place to missionary out of." While he was walkin real fast down the walk, as I was now fully awake and laughin, I opened the door all the way, took a step out onto the porch and yelled, “Hey dude, we were all BORN this waaaaaay!”



Ok, now that I’ve been "Iternally Damned" by the local JW Missionary and maybe the whole JW community.......I’m goin

back to bed.



And to think, I don’t even believe in his idea of a Devil.