pushing 50 and telling the Witlesses at the door "{Gee, we're clergy with the Church of Satan, so I really wouldn't want to waste your time. Have a nice day!"

Big goony oblivious smile and all. If I have time I'll try to put on an apron, but the bottle of windex and my hair in a pony tail should have done fine.

Watching them try NOT to scamper is fantastic.

I need to get out more.

Y~