Jehovah’s Witless, Part 8

(It is about 10 am on a Saturday morning, and I have a hangover from the ninth circle of hell. I hear a knock on my door and manage to drag myself out to go answer it. It’s a pair of Jehovah’s witnesses.)

Me: “Hello?”

Them: “Hello! We would like to take a minute to speak with you! Have you noticed that people seem extremely angry these days?”

Me: “Is it because you are knocking on people’s doors at 10 am on a f****** Saturday?”