Re: The Reality of Star Trek
I used to get Mormons, Jehovah's Witnesses, and some Spanish-speaking missionaries come by and try to save my soul. Since I'm a preacher's kid, and know what I believe, I used to banter with them and listen to the pitch. Then I'd tell them they're wasting their time on me. Eventually word must have gotten around, because I was never bothered again on their trips through the apartment complex.
Curly: Moe, Larry, the cheese! Moe, Larry, the cheese! (Horses Collars, 1935)