>Tsk, Tsk,
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>>That reminds me of a story. A guy was so pi**ed off by Jehova's witnesses knocking on his door on saturday mornings that one saturday he got nude before he opened the door.
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>>Do I need to say that he did'nt heard a lot from them after that <s>
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>telling *my* stories! That was when I was living on the top floor in an old house (no elevator, 97 steps to chase girls up). It was a male/female couple - the male scrutinized his shoes (black) for the whole time, whereas the female switched from looking at her partner to her shoes (brown) and sometimes sneaking a look at my left ankle. It was not only the saturday thing, but they rang my bell, told me who they were and that they would try the other floors first - hell, if they were guessing it was easiest to get entry be ringing up the flat farthest away they should at least go there FIRST.
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>Well, I guess I have a tendency to try to get even for any irritation I feel.

lol