What worked for my mother was: "Jehovah's Witnesses! Great! You're just in time for our family rosary. Come right in, I have a set of rosary beads you can borrow." They backed off the doorstep and never rang our doorbell again. Xena Catolica
When we lived in Megalopolis (aka the "East Coast"), I actually looked forward to this kind of knock at the door, because I could be morally certain that, uniquely in these conversations, I was at no risk of being pelted with profanities nor run down by someone's car.
"What worked for my mother was..."Unfortunately, my mother felt sorry for them and always gave them something small to eat when they came by. It took months before they went away."Hilarious!"Thanks, but I have to give all the credit to The Crescat on this one as I used her exact words when she was approached by some Jehovah's Witnesses."I was at no risk of being pelted with profanities nor run down by someone's car."I believe in the South we call that spirited disagreement.
Eegah, I'm familiar with spirited disagreement. The noise level is similar to such hazardous Megalopolis activities as attempting to go to the corner store to buy milk, but the proximity and intended use of implements of death and dismemberment is not.
Point taken. Sounds like there's some stories in there worth hearing.
Interesting that Bigfoot is presented as a Mormon missionary considering that in Mormon folkbelief Bigfoot is Cain. http://blogs.standard.net/the-political-surf/2011/08/16/awareness-of-racism-eased-mormon-folk-tales-regarding-cain-bigfoot/
Now that's one I definitely had never heard before. I have to admit, until I read the article you linked, I was curious as to whether the mark of Cain was supposed to be the hair or the big feet. You see, my daughter's latest boyfriend wears a size 17, so I was starting to worry what might be coming over for Thanksgiving dinner.
The mark of Cain was supposed to be black skin according to 'traditional' Mormon theology.
Ah, so that must be why they didn't allow black leaders in their churches until recently. I guess I need to brush up a little more on my Mormons.
This makes me laugh every time I read it.Oh - would you be so kind as to update my blog in your blogroll? I've moved AoftheA to WordPress:Acts of the Apostasy. Thanks dude!
I'm saddened and horrified that I don't recognize the film from methods 1 and 2! It looks right up my alley!
There I go, falling down on the job again :)Method 1: The Mysterious Monsters (1976)Method 2: Mystery of Monster Island (1981)Method 3: The Day Time Ended (1980)Alas, the stills of the narrator have been sitting on my hard drive for so long, I can't remember where I got them from.
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