Hmmm…they were kinda cute…two strapping young men dressed in pin-stripe suits just waiting to be invited inside…“Say, you boys look hot and tired. How about coming in for something wet?” <insert cheesy porn music>
There’s always next time!
I have a hobby. I have the world’s largest collection of seashells. I keep it scattered on beaches all over the world. Maybe you’ve seen some of it.
‘…Hmmm…they were kinda cute…two strapping young men dressed in
pin-stripe suits just waiting to be invited inside…“Say, you boys look
hot and tired. How about coming in for something wet?” <insert
cheesy porn music>…’
THis is actually the plot of that film/video
ORGASMO.
Really. Go get it & youll find it really funny.
Door to door evangelism has absolutely nothing to do with “converting” the heathens.
The goal is beside the point. It is the journey that is important.
The success rate of door to door evangelism is virtually zero. Converts come from friends, co-workers and family, not from a couple of strangers on your porch.
In the face of such an astounding failure rate, why do they persist? Easy. That’s how they demonstrate their faith. They’re doing “God’s work.”
I wish God would do his own work.
To Wally and others:
Read the 5th chapter of Acts for a lesson in tolerance (specifically, vss. 31-39). Then the next time they come to your door, if you don’t want to hear them out, just say “I’m not interested” and quietly close the door. That’s the experience I used to have.
Incidentally, we used to have a dog who looked “vicious,” but in point of fact he was as vicious as a buttercup. 
Dougie, I’ve re-read my post, and I see nothing there to suggest that I’m intolerant.
Further, I don’t need to read the Acts for instructions on how to be polite to strangers. My parents taught me that when I was very small. Civility is one of the hallmarks of an intelligent man, and I like to think that I fit into that category.
Nevertheless, I still wish that God would take the trouble to help out a little instead of playing golf with St. Pete.
My dog, incidentally, is terrified of cats. I don’t know why.
“And Peter rolled his eyes and said ‘No, he thinks he’s Arnold Palmer.’”
And the award for non sequitur of the year goes to…
Which religions don’t have any pretty girls?
I have known a few JWs from high school and work. When they go door-to-door, they fully expect people to be rude, not hear them out, etc. When you see kids with, you know it’s a “training” mission. Times like that, they WANT the abuse, to use as a teaching tool and to show how evil everyone else is. The most annoying thing you can do to them is be polite.
And, yes, they do specifically target people with problems, teen-agers, etc. Your life is miserable. Your parents don’t understand you, school is a living hell, your boyfriend just dumped you. You’ve obviously fucked up your life; we have the answer. My life is good. Gotta good job, wife and 3 kids. The last time I saw JWs, they gave me a pamphlet about how Jehova was the answer to the screeming brats and naging wife.
“The large print givith, and the small print taketh away.”
Tom Waites, “Step Right Up”
Ah, that brings back some glum memories.
My experience was that the girls my age were either already married (and their husbands were nice guys, incidentally) or still under their parents’ control.
One was even expelled, and I never saw her again. Pity–she was nice, I got along with her, and she was a real knockout. I wonder where she is today. 