A Sunday Thumper

A Thumper came by today, dressed smart with a tie and all, going door to door like a fucking salesman. If the person wasn't home he slipped an invitation to a Sock Hop for Jesus or some shit into the door. I pretended to not be home. The invitation had a picture of Jesus looking all mopey and hopeless, with a crown of thorns piercing his bleeding head. Think about it, people: if I went door to door putting a picture of a 1/2 naked man who'd been tortured and about to die in people's doors, they'd arrest me, right? Is that something children should randomly find and see? Why is it OK to do if you're in the Jesus Club? Why? Why, goddammit, why? If you think about it, it sounds insane to go door to door with that kind of image; it sounds like the actions of a lunatic.