Bible bashers
My folks live in the middle of nowhere surrounded by fields and greenery. Very pleasant and all that. Any way, few years back they went on holiday for a couple of weeks, leaving me to house sit.

What was one of the first things I did? Have an afternoon kip outside in my hammock stark bollock naked. Yeah kind of cliched, but hey, something everyone ought to do. Woke up and wandered down towards the house, only to find a couple of the local village bible bashers out to drop of the village news letter and try to convince me (well my parents) to come to church. Not quite sure who was more surprised, them or me, but I have to say I recovered quite well, took the news letter, thanked them and said church wasn't really my thing but ta all the same. Don't think they came by again...
(satanstolemyteddybear Mu hõljuk on angerjaid täis, Thu 3 Jun 2010, 22:42, Reply)