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I have the day off so I went out running late in the morning. After I finished, I was still about a klick from the house so I was walking back. Coming towards me were two bright-eyed, pimply-faced and ever-so-eager young men in suits and ties.

Can you guess who they were? Of course you can!

Holding a Copy of the Book of Mormon, Elder Visit-The-Infidel-With-Explanatory-Pamphlets tries to give it to me.
"I have a gift for you!"
"If I didn't take the gift from the cute red-headed girl who works for you guys, what makes you think I'll take it from you."
"But, but, it's a present."
I'll leave aside the fact that this so-called present is really a set of chains for the moment.

So my compulsion to tweak the noses of Mormons continues. I suspect it's part of a greater urge to tweak the noses of any evangelical type, but Mormons are what I have to work here in Cowtown so that's who gets their shit disturbed.

As an aside, It's been observed by some that if I'm macking on Mormon missionaries, I'm getting pretty desperate. I must think on this.

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