BL> When they come to my door I always ask them: "You're kidding,
BL> aren't you? You don't really believe in god, do you?" but they think
BL> I'm the dangerous one, and slink off looking over their shoulder.

FM> I think they've learned - the one at the weekend didn't even
FM> knock, just slipped his bit of Jesus-drivel under the door.

Thats just because of the blood curdling screams that were audible from
outside. In an area like that, wiv all those yuppies, he wasnt game to knock.

--- PQWK202