How I almost brought Jehovah's Witnesses to a heart attack

I inherited two combined apartments located on the same landing. So I got the third one, the last one on the floor. In the end, I was lucky enough to have her. I have the whole floor now. It feels good, I won't hide it.

One night, the doorbell rings. I open up, there are three people in religious dress asking me about my faith. In general, Jehovah’s Witnesses came to me. I culturally escorted them out, but within a minute I heard a knock on the other door.

And then I had a brilliant idea. I open the second door with a completely indifferent face and, as if nothing had happened, start the conversation from the beginning. The witnesses were confused, glanced at each other, began to stutter. I send them home and laugh and run to the third door to be ready.

I open the door and welcome my uninvited guests for the third time. You should have seen their pale faces. The whole company with screams and squeals of lightning rushed down the stairs. The last thing I heard was the word evil.

Just decided to clean the doors with his wife, but now there is a reason to postpone this idea. On the queue postmen, census workers and annoying distributors.

via factroom.ru