Something strange happened earlier, some wieeeerd lady in a trench coat and giant glasses was knocking on my door, which woke me up, and she gave me a pamplet about religion or something. She was wieeeerd.
Something strange happened earlier, some wieeeerd lady in a trench coat and giant glasses was knocking on my door, which woke me up, and she gave me a pamplet about religion or something. She was wieeeerd.
Welcome khjq!
Those people come around my neighborhood too. It's best to hide until they go away because I've had some debate me on my religion. It's like, PUHLEASE. I thought you were supposed to be friendly.
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Thanks Flaut, Yeah I was pretty much in a trance since I just woke up, so I just took the little pamplet and closed the door, I did wait a few minutes though before opening the door, she just stood there...kinda creepy, those people scare me.
Something strange happened earlier, some wieeeerd lady in a trench coat and giant glasses was knocking on my door, which woke me up, and she gave me a pamplet about religion or something. She was wieeeerd.
Hey Khjq!! (how do you pronounce that?)
Luckily now that I live in an apartment I dont have to worry about them folks.
But when I was growing up they were always coming around. Though I dont think I remember seeing them in trench coats...
Something strange happened earlier, some wieeeerd lady in a trench coat and giant glasses was knocking on my door, which woke me up, and she gave me a pamplet about religion or something. She was wieeeerd.
Hey Khjq!! (how do you pronounce that?)
Luckily now that I live in an apartment I dont have to worry about them folks.
But when I was growing up they were always coming around. Though I dont think I remember seeing them in trench coats...
kuh-huh-juh-quh
Well those wieeeerd people go EVERYWHERE, I live in apartments, and they still come! OMG You can't hide from those folks!
Something strange happened earlier, some wieeeerd lady in a trench coat and giant glasses was knocking on my door, which woke me up, and she gave me a pamplet about religion or something. She was wieeeerd.
Hey Khjq!! (how do you pronounce that?)
Luckily now that I live in an apartment I dont have to worry about them folks.
But when I was growing up they were always coming around. Though I dont think I remember seeing them in trench coats...
kuh-huh-juh-quh
Well those wieeeerd people go EVERYWHERE, I live in apartments, and they still come! OMG You can't hide from those folks!
Hee, kuh huh juh quh!
When I was still living at home when they'd come around my little dog (terrier/lhaso mix) would go crazy and bark her fool head off. But for some reason she sounded a whole lot deeper and scarier and she'd always scare the people off.
khjq wrote:Well those wieeeerd people go EVERYWHERE, I live in apartments, and they still come! OMG You can't hide from those folks!
The trick is, see, to be even weirder than them. Start babbling in pig latin at them at the door or something, spit and drool like some rubbery-necked Terri Schiavo when you answer their lame "are you saved?" queries... there are ways.
khjq wrote:Well those wieeeerd people go EVERYWHERE, I live in apartments, and they still come! OMG You can't hide from those folks!
The trick is, see, to be even weirder than them. Start babbling in pig latin at them at the door or something, spit and drool like some rubbery-necked Terri Schiavo when you answer their lame "are you saved?" queries... there are ways.
Thanks Auto! I'm definitely gonna try that next time one of those wieeeerd people come knocking on my door!
khjq wrote:Well those wieeeerd people go EVERYWHERE, I live in apartments, and they still come! OMG You can't hide from those folks!
The trick is, see, to be even weirder than them. Start babbling in pig latin at them at the door or something, spit and drool like some rubbery-necked Terri Schiavo when you answer their lame "are you saved?" queries... there are ways.
Thanks Auto! I'm definitely gonna try that next time one of those wieeeerd people come knocking on my door!
AutoPilate wrote:
The trick is, see, to be even weirder than them. Start babbling in pig latin at them at the door or something, spit and drool like some rubbery-necked Terri Schiavo when you answer their lame "are you saved?" queries... there are ways.
Thanks Auto! I'm definitely gonna try that next time one of those wieeeerd people come knocking on my door!