So…I went to bed around 0730 this morning. I was deep, deep in the sleep of the just, when a strange dream occurred. I was standing at a door, knocking insistently, yet no one was answering. Wait! This is no dream, someone is knocking on my door…insistently. So, I roll out of bed, not bothering to put on my glasses, and stumble to the door, opening same. Standing on my door step (so to speak) was a kindly-looking old girl in her late 50s or perhaps early 60s, nicely done up in a print dress and holding a handful of brochures. The following brief conversation ensued…
Kindly Old Lady: Hello, I’m Juaneema (spelled phonetically, that’s what she said, really) and we’re disseminating an idea world wide…
Me: Really? (delivered in a slight mumble, still shaking off the cobwebs)
KOL: Yes! (extends her hand and offers me a brochure, which says something to the effect of “The Death of False Religion is Near!”)
Me: Why thank you! Won’t you come in and let me tell you about an idea I’m trying to disseminate world-wide?
KOL: What idea is that?
Me: Sodomy! It’s not just for ga—
KOL: ::gasp:: Backs away slowly, then turns and breaks into a full run…
Well, it didn’t really happen like that. I gently, firmly, and politely declined to accept her brochure, she gave me a rather strange look and got on her way. It was over in seconds. I went back into El Casa Móvil De Pennington, returned to bed and fell back to sleep immediately, if not sooner.
But…some day someone is gonna wake me up and suffer the consequences. Maybe.
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