Just came to my door holding a 2 liter of Sprite asking me if I found Jesus. I felt inclined to say no, but the Sprite was tempting me to partake on their holy journey.
Did you kill them and stuff them in your basement?
Were they trippin on acid?
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I find that dismantling the bodies makes it easier for storage.
Well yeah, unless your that bug dude in MiB who just breaks bodies in half, then you put them behind your refrigerator lulz.
I am getting tired of these bastards coming to our house though. I should do what Robin Williams said: When they ask if I found Jesus, open the door naked and ask them to help me find him.
Nah, asking them if they'd like to join in on the ritual slaughter of a Mormon.
"Wait... you aren't a Mormon... are you?"
I can still answer the door naked though, right?
Black robe, naked, covered in blood, or with a machete. Either, or.
I thought I'd try something.....different. A decapitated goat head, mounted on my cock and his horns taped to the sides of my head. Maybe the Poison Mushroom shape drawn on my chest in blood.
Wouldn't you be kinda hunched-over? That'd be awkward to open to the door.
Give em the bat wing.
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Answer the door like this:
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Just put your mom's strap on....on.
Who'd be afraid of The Crow? I'd ask for his autograph.
The Crow died along with Brandon Lee :(
All I know is that they were carrying a 2 liter with SOMETHIGN inside lol.
"Have you found Jesus yet?"
"Isn't that hippie faggot dead?"
We'll probably never know lol. We're moving out of this neighborhood so hopefully I'll never see or hear from them again.
Just tell them you belong to MURDERCHURCH. They'll understand. If they somehow don't, get a knife and cut your palm deep enough to cause a lot of bleeding. Grab your face, and roll yours eyes to the back of you head. Shudder a bit and let the blood pour down your face. They won't stick around for long.
Reminds me of the time I was walking with my friends in the mall and one of those phone stand guys asked me, "Hey, who's your cell-phone service provider?" Quite spontaneously and before I quite knew what I was doing, I turned to him and said "The only service I know of is service to the Lord." Then I got all close to him and said "Have you felt lonely? Do you feel without purpose in life? When is the last time you read the Bible?" et cetera.
I'm not sure what i was thinking, and I actually feel pretty bad now for making the guy feel all awkward when he was just trying to do his job.
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I know.
But do you know who it is?
No.
That's okay. He almost never leaves his house, so I can understand why you wouldn't recognize him.
Pesky agoraphobia.
[quote=Omni;754078]He almost never leaves his house, so I can understand why you wouldn't recognize him.
Guy's I have a revelation to make
Malefic is my older brother.