Saw a familiar site this morning on the other side of the road. A group of JW's with their unique walk, suits and dresses, clutching their little cases and folders full of literature.

It's quite a long road so I knew they would be along in about an hour so this time I was prepared, I proudly displayed my 'God Is Not Great' book in the porch so it would be clearly visible even before I came to the door and also went to the trouble of creating a lovely t-shirt which read..

There's probably No Jehovah
So Go Ahead And
have That
Blood Transfusion

In large friendly and colourful letters.

Sure enough, the familiar knock on the door came and I eagerly skipped down the hall, opened the door and gave the well dressed man with an attache case a big smile and thrust my chest in his general direction.

He took a moment to glance at my newly created t-shirt, handed me a few leaflets, smiled and then left. I must admit that I was a little disappointed as I had gone to quite a lot of trouble.

However, my efforts were rewarded later as I strolled around my local supermarket. As I was walking towards the the fruit and veg counters a vicar came in with a young girl, probably his daughter. He was a middle aged man, wirey and full of that nervous, bouncy energy that young trendy vicars have. As we passed each other he had so much trouble taking his eyes off the slogan proudly emblazoned on my t-shirt that he tripped over his daughters feet and broke into one of those funny little runs you do when you've lost your footing and you're desperately trying to regain your balance, which he eventually did.

This really cheered me up.

Ha, excellent.

(P.S: As soon as I can, I'll get my bro to take a photo of me with my Birthday Shirt that you did for me, that is so so very very awesome a t-shirt).

EvF

Haha awesome Darwinian

I would have loved to be there to see it happen.

Ahh Jehovahs witness baiting one of my favourite sports.
I'm banned from doing it now, my wife says its not nice.

(October 3, 2009 at 8:31 am)downbeatplumb Wrote: Ahh Jehovahs witness baiting one of my favourite sports.
I'm banned from doing it now, my wife says its not nice.

Two Jehovah's Witnesses knock on the door of an elderly lady.
She opens the door and asks who they are.
They tell her that they are Jehovah's Witnesses and she lets them both inside.
She tells them to take a seat on her sofa, and asked if they would like a cup of tea or coffee.
"Two teas would be nice, please," came the reply.
Then she asked if they would like custard creams with their drinks.
"Oh, yes please, that would be lovely," came the response.
Five minutes later the old woman came back into the front room and placed the drinks and biscuits on the table, sat down and said, "So what is it that you want to talk to me about?"
The first Jehovah shrugs her shoulders and says, "We don't know, this is the furthest that we have ever got."

Albert.

(October 3, 2009 at 9:19 am)Godless Wrote:

(October 3, 2009 at 8:31 am)downbeatplumb Wrote: Ahh Jehovahs witness baiting one of my favourite sports.
I'm banned from doing it now, my wife says its not nice.

Two Jehovah's Witnesses knock on the door of an elderly lady.
She opens the door and asks who they are.
They tell her that they are Jehovah's Witnesses and she lets them both inside.
She tells them to take a seat on her sofa, and asked if they would like a cup of tea or coffee.
"Two teas would be nice, please," came the reply.
Then she asked if they would like custard creams with their drinks.
"Oh, yes please, that would be lovely," came the response.
Five minutes later the old woman came back into the front room and placed the drinks and biscuits on the table, sat down and said, "So what is it that you want to talk to me about?"
The first Jehovah shrugs her shoulders and says, "We don't know, this is the furthest that we have ever got."

Albert.

Oh they know how to talk alright two of them were making a stab at recruiting my missus.
She kept on fending me off from leaping on some of their more ridiculous statements.
Oh the frustration.
But they had the patter and some weaker minds might have been swayed.

Shame that all the effort was for nothing (well, apart from distracting a vicar). Nect time the JW's come round I'm going to have to invite them in and talk to them properly.

We have a JW hall at the bottom of our road but we never see anyone at our door even though we see them a lot pacing the neighborhood. I dunno what we've done, but I'm really really glad whatever it is

I used to think it good sport too but that stuff (their literature) is seriously dull.

I'ld like to talk to a JW some time (they believe something different from Christianity)