I've learned to put on that dead inside patented Tom Cruise smile, nod politely and spout out a few inspirational phrases "God really does want that for all his children, the world we live in ain't no where near the paradise he's created for us, lord Jesus". and let them go on about whatever the topic of the week is in the damned Watchtower, read it (The reader in me can't let Literature go to waste, It's blasphemous in itself) then leave it at a Holy Roller's house and be done with it.
....my problem is, is that they don't get THE MESSAGE that you send to their asses sometimes by not coming to the fukking door. Sometimes I don't want to hear the damned word. Sometimes I don't WANT to put on fukking trousers and deal with their ass...and sometimes I'm actually doing something to myself or by God's mercy, some chick and they out there knocking...and waiting...They wait in the Caribbean on some bullshyt. "Oh we saw the car! We know you're home!"
Like for real, y'all. Just leave the word and fukking go..y'all walked ALL the way up my fukking hill and got more to cross...miss me with this, please? But noooo.
I remember one time when I was younger, me and my Mom was outside gutting/seasoning fish, she looks at me like "
"I'm gonna go get a better knife, finish up the rest" and I'm like "
"YES MOM!" and by the time I hear the footsteps, three dudes and a young girl and this little toddler cat decked out in a suit and fukking hat roll up on my ass....
"I see you're cleaning fish. You know Jesus was a Fisherman...unlike his father who was a carpenter.....but he was a fisher of MEN..."
Me
My mom inside
She inside on the phone laughing with my aunt, talking about how she saw the little boy in the suit and she dipped, left me outside to deal with 'em.
As for Mormons....
We don't get 'em much here anymore. Used to had 'em in twos, white, walking the streets spreading the god word in the early 90's, but back then I believed everything I heard and some dude told me that these white dudes was walking the road, telling us black folk that Jesus only coming back in America so they out here trying to get us to praise him on some second tier bullshyt like good slaves and I was just
to 'em until I heard shyt from actual Mormons much later. The one time I had interactions with 'em though, one of the dudes came into my house (Asked for a drink) saw Doom running on my Compaq and asked his brother if he could play.
Dude was like "As long as you envision that you're a holy warrior killing demons in hell from reach earth..why not?"
