Years ago, when I was young and single, living in an apartment above a former fire hall, I had a delegation of 2 knock on my door (how they found the bottom floor entrance I don’t know. How they knew there was an apartment upstairs is way beyond me!) They were from an evangelical church halfway across the city … at least 3 miles away. I invited them in, brought them to the living room and, once seated they started their spiel. I excused myself and went to the kitchen, took out a beer and, upon returning I said: “Would you like a beer?” “No, no!” Both answered, and so I sat there, sipping on my bottle, as they informed me of the glory of the world to come. I finished my beverage and stood up, thanked them, said I had some business to attend to and ushered them to the door. End of story!I may burn in HELL.
Imagine 20 days ago
Do the lawn and we can talk.
Hey, where are you going?
pschearer Premium Member 20 days ago
Did you know there are two types of saliva? . . . Oh, wait. Sal-VA-tion. . . . Never mind.
alien011 20 days ago
“I’ll make you a deal, you help me with my yard work, and I’ll let you tell me more about this salvation thing.” – “Uh…”
wongo 20 days ago
Sal Vation? Isn’t he the guy that owns the pizza restaurant?
Just-me 20 days ago
Everybody is a landscape critic. Which reminds me, I have to mow in the morning.
Zen-of-Zinfandel 20 days ago
Norm has a moment to discuss YardMax mowers.
davewhamond creator 20 days ago
Do you have a few moments to talk about the salvation of your yard?
HarryLime Premium Member 20 days ago
Years ago, when I was young and single, living in an apartment above a former fire hall, I had a delegation of 2 knock on my door (how they found the bottom floor entrance I don’t know. How they knew there was an apartment upstairs is way beyond me!) They were from an evangelical church halfway across the city … at least 3 miles away. I invited them in, brought them to the living room and, once seated they started their spiel. I excused myself and went to the kitchen, took out a beer and, upon returning I said: “Would you like a beer?” “No, no!” Both answered, and so I sat there, sipping on my bottle, as they informed me of the glory of the world to come. I finished my beverage and stood up, thanked them, said I had some business to attend to and ushered them to the door. End of story!I may burn in HELL.
Zebrastripes 20 days ago
Hey wise guy…get off my property or stay to help….take your choice!
markkahler52 20 days ago
The willow weeps tho not without reason…
davidkoeth Premium Member 19 days ago
What a great response to those folks at the door!