Knock On The Door

There was a knock on the door this past Saturday morning.

I opened it to find a young, well-dressed man standing there who said:

"Hello sir, I'm a Jehovah's Witness."

So I said "Come in and sit down."

I offered him a fresh cup of coffee and asked "What do you want to talk about?"

He said, "Beats the shit out of me. Nobody ever let me in before."

Thanks Randy.... when my grandmother lived upstairs over Dave and Roz on Empire she loved to have the Witnesses show up at her door. First it gave her company and second she could talk and destroy anyone when discussing the bible. She knew her bible inside out and upside down.... it was her life