Two Mormons dropped by earlier; an American and an Italian. Both very nice guys, I offered them in and poured them both a glass of orange juice with an ice cube.
They sat down.. said their prayer.. opened their Books of Mormon and I.... rolled a spliff.
So I fired up just as they were, and we chatted.. about relegion.. theirs, others... then.. unfortunately for them.. mine

Needless to say, the conversation turned to one about the infinite properties of our universe and how it exists within a dodecahedron of perfectly curved space. The American was bored as hell, the Italian, I swear, was ready to take a toke on my spliff and was really getting into it. But then the American figured they better leave as they'd just missed the 9pm bus back home. *grins*
So.. I wonder if they'll pop over next week
