By the by, if you're a JW and you come to my door with your buddy in the middle of the day waving your Awake magazine in my face with its innocuous cover article on skin cancer, don't even open your mouth unless the first thing out of that mouth is "We're Jehovah's Witnesses." Why are you trying (unsuccessfully) to trick me into taking a religious pamphlet by asking if I want to read a health article, instead of telling me up front who you are? Why do you even care about my skin when I've got a soul right here that you're supposed to be saving? Why do I have to listen to your disingenuous opening shtick waiting for a pause so I can ask Where are you from? (as if I didn't know), thus finally forcing you to admit it?
My car is right out front - next time, before you knock, read my bumper sticker.