Date: May 30, 2011 02:27PM
My good lady friend was staying at my place over the weekend. At about 1000 we finally shuffled awake and began making breakfast. I am in the kitchen when the doorbell chimes.
LF, "Fuck D, it's the mormon boys."
Me, " Okay, answer the door and tell them to go away."
LF, " Fine, I am not throwing on a shirt. They get to see my breasts this morning. I hope it makes their goddamned day."
Me, " Whatever, just get them off my steps."
The conversation went something like this, after I hear the door open.
LF, " We really are not interested in your cult."
Mishes, Complete silence.
LF, " What are you guys sporting a hard on? Have you never seen a womens breasts before." At this point I appear around the corner with a skillet and all my tattooed glory.
Me, " Hey guys, want some breakfast."
The mishes fled from my door step and peddled away on their bikes as fast as they could. Not, taking the time to put their helmets back on.
It made my morning but my friend was still pissed that they came to the door. Her hatred for TSCC is more bitter than mine.
Anyway, just thought I would share.