Last night as we were anxiously awaiting our pizza, I answered the door hoping it way the delivery person from Godfather's. No such luck. Some middle aged white guy tried to hand me a card and said, "Hi I'm so and so from some Baptist church".
I don't think so.
I quickly said no thanks while T was in the background and I believe said hell no. We get lots o' church solicitors where we live for some reason. (Well it is Kansas) Usually I don't answer the door, but since I had pizza on the way, I couldn't risk the possibility of not answering the door for fear of my pizza leaving.
Maybe they can sense the gayness and are trying to save us from eternal damnation?