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*sigh*
I was rude to the missionaries today.
Understand that I can't stop coughing and my voice is nearly gone. So, when they asked me when would be a good time to come around and talk about the "gospel" (and understand, what I believe is "gospel" differs sharply from their version) my answer was a short, sweet, and rather hoarse "Never." The poor kid tried to keep talking but I just shook my head and slowly closed the door on him.
I swear, when strangers come to my door selling stuff, I'm going to start allowing my overly friendly French Brittany to molest them...
Understand that I can't stop coughing and my voice is nearly gone. So, when they asked me when would be a good time to come around and talk about the "gospel" (and understand, what I believe is "gospel" differs sharply from their version) my answer was a short, sweet, and rather hoarse "Never." The poor kid tried to keep talking but I just shook my head and slowly closed the door on him.
I swear, when strangers come to my door selling stuff, I'm going to start allowing my overly friendly French Brittany to molest them...