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A buddy of mine in high school, used to have the Mormon's, Jehovah's witness, and a couple other religious types come down his block about once a week. he got a little tired of telling them to go away, so he went and got a shirt made that read "I hate organized religions". The next time a group was coming down the street, he put the shirt on, took his pants off (just his undies), put on Motley Crue's Shout at the Devil, blasted it on the stereo, and waited for the knock on the door. When he answered the door with no pants on, the music blasting "Shout, Shout, Shout at the devil", and the t-shirt, they just looked at him, looked at each other, turned around and left. He said it was priceless. And they never came back...
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If ignorance is bliss, then wipe this smile off my face!
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