call_me_something_else
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- Jan 10, 2003
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I was at the downtown bus transfer station this morning when a jerkhova's witness protojew approached me, asking if I'd like some of his "literature."
I smiled and said yes and acted all interested and stuff. I picked, not one but, two of his little magazine things. He was gracious enough to offer me a third, too.
Well, golly GEE. How nice of him.
As he walked away, I ripped all three in half and dropped them into the trashcan, where they belong.
He turned around and looked into the trashcan (I smiled) and asked me, "Why did you do that? Somebody else might've wanted them."
Well, BOOM HERE COMES THE ENERGY!
I told him loud and clear how it's nothing but a sham and fraud and he needs to stop pushing his crap. I don't remember my exact words but I know the monologue was rolling freely.
He tried to "Sh sh sh" me since I was drawing attention. Hahaha. I told him, "DON'T YOU TRY SHUSHING ME! YOU BETTER LEAVE ME ALONE!"
He tried saying something about calling somebody (who, I don't know or care.) And I gave him a "THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING!"
Old beak-nose turned and walked away, repeatedly looking back, getting on his phone with somebody.
All I could feel was great! Looking back, I should've followed him. We were out in public, after all. He approached me.
But the joy of watching him turn tail like the little coward wimp he is was awesome! And, there's one less pamphlet to trap someone with.
Then, my bus pulled up and I was on my way.
I hope I encounter him again. I HOPE HE BRINGS FRIENDS, TOO. These things are just target practice for me.
Hail Father Satan forever!
I smiled and said yes and acted all interested and stuff. I picked, not one but, two of his little magazine things. He was gracious enough to offer me a third, too.
Well, golly GEE. How nice of him.
As he walked away, I ripped all three in half and dropped them into the trashcan, where they belong.
He turned around and looked into the trashcan (I smiled) and asked me, "Why did you do that? Somebody else might've wanted them."
Well, BOOM HERE COMES THE ENERGY!
I told him loud and clear how it's nothing but a sham and fraud and he needs to stop pushing his crap. I don't remember my exact words but I know the monologue was rolling freely.
He tried to "Sh sh sh" me since I was drawing attention. Hahaha. I told him, "DON'T YOU TRY SHUSHING ME! YOU BETTER LEAVE ME ALONE!"
He tried saying something about calling somebody (who, I don't know or care.) And I gave him a "THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING!"
Old beak-nose turned and walked away, repeatedly looking back, getting on his phone with somebody.
All I could feel was great! Looking back, I should've followed him. We were out in public, after all. He approached me.
But the joy of watching him turn tail like the little coward wimp he is was awesome! And, there's one less pamphlet to trap someone with.
Then, my bus pulled up and I was on my way.
I hope I encounter him again. I HOPE HE BRINGS FRIENDS, TOO. These things are just target practice for me.
Hail Father Satan forever!