I stepped into a local bakery to see if they had any fruitcake. (Yes, I actually LIKE fruitcake) While I was waiting to talk with the clerk I noticed a woman standing in the corner sort of babbling out loud. Then she started approaching customers as they walked in and making strange comments to them. Customers either ignored her or walked away. She started talking to the back of my head about some dance everyone should attend tonight while I was talking with the clerk. As I turned to leave, I saw her walk up to the clerk and comment that he had grown up in a Mormon family and everyone in her family could receive prophecy and revelations in dreams. She started talking about her connection to the Whitmers and how the Whitmer family had all received prophecy right along with Joseph Smith. I turned and looked just long enough to see the clerk rolling her eyes.

Guess there was fruitcake at that bakery, just not for sale.

As I left the bakery I felt grateful that this woman was helping to show the town's people in this midwestern city that Mormonism really is a crazy cult. Yes, I had a very good day today. : )

It just never stops with these TBMs.

Public nuisances!

"And thou must open thy mouth at all times, declaring my gospel with the sound of rejoicing. Amen."

http://lds.org/scriptures/dc-testament/dc/28.16?lang=eng#15

I was in Target and a teenaged girl came up to me and asked me if I was "saved". She also asked a few other customers. She was rather hyper and I thought she might be on drugs. Was the gal in the bakery very young? Weird to just babble on to strangers!

Sometimes, when I see a crazy Mormon, I think, "There, but for fortune, go I."

I dunno...was that woman any crazier than people who talk to their dog?

The whole world has gone mad! Mad, I tell you! >^..^<

No, they don't talk back, but they listen attentively.

There used to be a guy in the Hemet, Ca stake who was a total nut job. But of course the mishies baptized him.
He would go on endless tirades about his dead mother during testimony meetings and how he wanted to crawl back into her womb or her coffin.
Batshit crazy I tell you.

He would wear a huge floppy hat and go around visititing other churches, getting up in their meetings and telling them he was a Mormon.
Larry Taylor probably turned more potential converts away during that time than anyone I can think of.

Finally, my dad and a few other PH holders had standing orders to physically remove him from the chapel if he ever started toward the podium again.

Good times.