rdx-fx wrote:
Mormons come in the same flavors as every other religion.
Just like the rest, they range from Normal to Bat-Shiate-Crazy.
Just like the Catholics. Normal everyday people - to Crusading Firebreathing 'yer all gonna hell!' types.
Just like the Islamics. Good and Decent - to Jihadi with an IED
On the Normal end of the spectrum;
I dated a Mormon girl for a couple months (right before ETSing from the Army)
Nicest, sweetest, prettiest girl one could hope to meet.
When going out to dinner, I'd have my iced tea - she'd have her 7-up. (no caffeine)
After dinner, I'd have a cigarette - she would not (no nicotine for mormons).
Non-judgemental, she had her beliefs and I had mine. No problems.
On the Bat-Shiate-Crazy side;
7am on a Saturday.
The damn doorbell is ringing like it's possesed by the spirit of the hunchback of notre dame.
I come to the door, wearing naught but a blanket, sunglasses, hangover, and half-lit cigarette.
The dynamic duo of mormon evangelists want to talk with me about my soul.
"Yeah.. Um.. thanks.. I already have one. Pretty sure it's paid off already."
Rescued about a minute later by the girlfriend, wearing a bit less than I was (meaning, about nothing).
Apparently, her curiosity was piqued - or she'd noticed the absence of the one blanket (I was wearing).
It would've been truly priceless, had the girlfriend been bringing me a cup of coffee...
[edit: different girlfriend in the two examples. Mormon girl was a strictly no-sex-before-marriage type.]
Had one of those bad impression meetings with the saturday morning spreading the word duos myself.
It was a hot summer early afternoon musta been 90 F i was doing yardwork had already cut the grass and decided to hack back some tree limbs and some cactus and Yucca limbs so I go to get a machete from the garage. It was kinda dull so I get a metal file from the toolbox and start running the file over each side sharpining the edge.
Now mind you it was hot, I was already sweaty, my allergies were bad my nose was dripping snot, I was pretty "unclean" with dirty clothes and grass debris all over my shoes. Sweat is just rolling off my head I have my back to the garage opening and was trying to catch a glimpse of a baseball game on TV through the connecting door into the living room area...
Well the two guys in white shirts and ties come walking up the driveway just as I turn around from the shady interior of the garage into the sunlight they just kinda both turn a little pale in the face and reverse directions in unison and didn't even say anything...
Well I thought that was weird. Maybe the fact that I was sharpening a large machete with a file scared em' off?..
So as I wipe my nose with the back of my hand I see blood, LOTS of blood... apparently my nose was bleeding from the hot dry air, profusley down my cheek onto my neck and down onto my white t-shirt leaving a blood stain.
Guess that kinda looked creepy to them.
Last edited by Seal 3 (2006-05-20 08:39:52)