Saturday, 11/03/2007 - 11:33 a.m.
It's hysterically funny to me (and always has been) when the Jehovah's Witnesses/New Buddhists/Baptists for Saving the Whales/whatever-religious fruitcakes knock on my door when I'm getting ready for a Munch, or about to have sex, or just had sex, or just got out of a group shower, etc. I want to say "Do you *know* what I was just doing?! There's no help for me, but thanks anyway!". Hee.
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