Spence, If I was somewhere and someone I didn't know said something I disagree with, I might tell him I disagreed. I wouldn't walk up to him and say "liar". If I did I would expect at least a dirty look. If I later came up to him and again said "liar" I would expect a punch in the nose.

This is the internet and you can be as rude and obnoxious as you like. I won't lose any sleep.

In my first retort to your Initial childish post, I suggested that we might someday become friends. I don't think this can ever happen now. I don't get along with people who haven't learned civility or how to "play nice"

It's been fun dealing with you, Stewie

Edit: I said something that wasn't very nice, realizing I was acting a little like you did, I quickly removed it, I'm sorry, I should know better

Thanks for putting this all into perspective, Andy, But those aren't bunnies, they are puppies, at least that's what they were listed as in the Frederick's of Hollywood catalog. :rotf2:

you should have left those words in,,,,, quite possibly the funniest jab ever!!! :biglaugh::biglaugh::biglaugh:

I know a good dentist,, anonymous

Ok, you seem pretty taken aback so I'll rescind my accusation of seal story exacerbation in good faith.

Enjoy the holiday :cheers:
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Wow, we may have more in common than I first assumed :devil2: :hihi:
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I was buying some new kayak racks at EMS today. The hippy chick checking me out said the ones I got were ok as long as you were strong enough to easily lift the yaks up.

I said, oh, I've got plenty of strength for that. She responds...

I can tell just by looking at you, now try not to break the machine when you swipe your card.

Now that was funny.
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Hahahaha!!!
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I'm pretty strong and I struggle to put my yak on the top of my van.
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What does soliciting donations have to do with democracy?

Here's mt 2 cents after reading the thread seems your definition of Kid makes the difference
When I 1st read Stewies post i was thinking the word kid was highschool on down . Saying damn thats harsh... Not a paid solicitors as some are saying I'll leave it there
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kid was in his twenties. Nice smile and all, accent like he just flew in from Ireland. With a little luck, he'll look into it and make up his mind if he agrees with his employers or not.

I don't like it when people show up at my door asking for money, especially when they are young and probably working for peanuts.

Or worse. True story...

Last summer a guy (who was obviously cleaned up for the role) came to the door selling magazine subscriptions. I told him we're not interested and he went away.

That afternoon my wife tells me about the magazine subscription she just bought. She said it was a little expensive, but he was out of prison (for dealing) and was really trying to get his life back together...his story was apparently quite moving.

So after I got off the floor, I looked up his company and amazingly enough it was a scam. No, seriously...

As luck would have it we drove past him leaving the neighborhood later that day. She explained her concern and he agreed to give the money back, then just drifted away.

My take is that his story was probably legit. Some company rounds these guys up, uneducated and (perhaps just a low IQ to g begin with) and in prison for god knows what. Gives them a place to stay and food and makes them feel like they're doing the right thing...likely had no idea he was being taken advantage of.

-spence

Low IQ but high enough to outsmart Mrs. Spencer?

Spence, I think you need a vacation, a long vacation. You are, quite obviously, stressed out. Your comments of late have been beyond ridiculous.

I think you're being a bit naive. If this gentleman took cash from your wife for a magazine script, he's well aware of being involved in a possible scam. He knows this *job is not a lifetime career and that he can easily take the "2 for them, 1 for me" approach. What does he have to lose? Lots of scams out there...I'd bet after you got your money back and voiced your concern, the "drifted away" that you saw, was his escape.

She's a sucker for a good story.

-spence

Paul, the world is a very complex place. Somebody has to be prepared to straighten things out once and a while.

Besides, Stewie and I have already made private plans to exchange novelty clothing. If it ever happens it should be interesting.

-spence

That's certainly possible, but I didn't take it as an act.

I'd think that if he was in on the scam he'd have a story ready, oh, I already gave the money to my manager, you'll have to call the company and file for a refund...or something like that.

While I'm not against door to door activity having these less than savory people let lose in my neighborhood doesn't exactly make me happy.

-spence

She appears to be stupid,nothing personal of course.
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Everybody has their weakness.

-spence

Fortunately for you, her weakness appears to be common sense.
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In this instance I would agree that common sense was absent. Fortunately it worked out for the better.

-spence

Jeff,a fool once said the world is a very complex place.Perhaps she should learn the basics of survival,lest she endanger your family with more serious consequences.After all,the hat rack above her shoulders can be used for more than reading. Saison

I'm sure she'll do just fine. In the grand scheme of things there are far worse threats to family survival. We could run out of beer :buds:

-spence

........or pink bunny slippers :buds:

wow this thread keeps on going.. anyway, I usually pretend I'm not home and tell my wife to do the same as these days god knows who could be knocking on your door, the days of trusting strangers are over IMO.

We had a period of time when a certain religious sect use to come to our home every week. I repeatedly explained that we were practicing Catholics and very active in our parish. Well after about 2 months of this I got really annoyed and told them to stop.
The next week I let Gab, our 150 pound German Shepard answer the door. Haven't seen them since.

You can never have too much of a good thing.
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When I was in high school, three or four of us were still up drinking at 10 on a Saturday morning, for some reason, we had a bunch of lit candles among the empty and full beer cans on the coffee table.

two of this religious sect appeared at the door. We invited them in. My friend Gerry started moaning and jabbering. they left quickly.

(when I was in high school. 18 year olds were of legal drinking age)

Don't get me wrong, I'd have left quickly too if I had any sense. :buds: