Nancy: “Why are you banging on my door?”
Banging Man: “Have you accepted Jesus into your heart?”
Nancy: “Does it look like I would be friends with him on Facebook?”
Banging Man: “We can all be redeemed as long as we have faith. And some disposable income for tithing.”
Nancy: “The only way you can be redeemed at this moment is if you are actually here to deliver the Chinese food I ordered an hour ago. Did you bring the shrimp egg rolls?”
Banging Man: “Um, no, I don’t know about… the egg rolls… but I do have a brochure about everlasting life and-“
Door slams.
Categories: Past Imperfect
Bonnywood Manor 
I can’t believe she shredded my dress for that photo-op. I was saving it for a conference next month. That said, I nearly choked on my granola, reading this dialogue. (I have breakfast at any time of the day I feel like). xoxoxo
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One, I think granola is a fine thing to have at any point in the day or night, so I fully support your cause. Two, I told Nancy that it was rather impolite to violate the couture of others, but we had been doing vodka shots for several days at that point and she was clearly no longer paying attention to me or my weakened sense of morality…
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Why, Brian, why?!!!!! I enjoy your weakened sense of morality very much. xoxoxo
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