Fucking with god-heads

Another group of church people (aka “the only people who wear ties in WA”) came to my door this afternoon. I normally tell them that they’re laughably stupid if they think I’m going to believe in God based on a door-to-door solicitor and that I’ve read their book and find is dubious and silly. But, today, I had Flying Spaghetti Monster pamphlets ready.

So Praise be to FSM… I gave them a pamphlet and sent them on their way.