Jehovah’s Witless, Part 6

| Allentown, PA, USA | Friendly | November 9, 2015

(I open my door to let my dogs in and am surprised by someone I assume is a Jehovah’s Witness.)

Witness: “Do you know where you’re going when you die?”

Me: “I have it written in my will that I want my corpse to be strapped to a rocket and fired off into space where it will hopefully crash into Europa and become a frozen scarecrow to ward off aliens from our solar system.”

Witness: “I meant your soul…”

Me: “Oh. I haven’t planned ahead that far yet.”

(I then shut the door and walked away.)


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