there is a group on there that is really neat. IN order to access the website you will need to sign and it is free for those who love to knit and crochet.
This was what I found on the group (the Pagan Crafter's Group)(Ravelry website is
DCScripts) yesterday, which just had me laughing, as I have been there myself although my mom was not included. It was post by a member who goes by the username of SilverCufaoil.
"I grew up in the DEEP south. Baptist reigned supreme. I was handed tracts literally at every store… both entering and leaving. I would try to decline, and was usually pursued. Once leaving my PUBLIC school people were handing bibles out at the doors. I declined, and was followed to my car. this is basically the conversation that ensued: “This IS considered stalking, you know.”
“please, dear child let the lord jesus into your life.”
“No thanks there’s no room… seriously are you going to get into my car with me? Because I’ll have to call my mom and tell her your coming over. She likes to clean when the christians visit.”
“Child, please take and read this book, this book is the divine word of the lord!”
“really… She’d like to know ahead of time that your coming, at least then she could get the ashes of the sacrifice off our altar first. It’s rude to show up unannounced. Here, I’m going to stop an call her.” (me stopping and trying to find my phone.) “hey, mom. this christian lady is following me and trying to get me to take a bible… I am at school…yes, its still a public school… did I hear you say the word litigation?… Oh well, clean the house, because I think she’s going to follow me home. … I know you said no new pets, and trust me, I’d take anything over her anyday. She’s whiney and annoying…. ” “my mom said if I took that stupid book you’re carrying you’d leave me alone, and she won’t have to clean so I’d better just give up and take your book.”
“you need to take this home and read it to your mother, you obviously have satan in your home.”
“him?! oh no, we usually keep him in the back yard. He’s a great dog… but he stinks… farts like crazy… Too bad you’re not coming over now! You could’ve met satan face to face!” then I walked off and put the book into the recyling container and went home to my mother who is christian, but was laughing hysterically nonetheless.
Even had one guy throw a tract into my sunroof as I drove away in the parking lot of a grocery store because I declined it as I was walkng out… and Oooo I was a waitress once, and I hated to get thos stupid tracts: “here’s a tip for you…” EXCUSE ME?! is that going to pay my heathen light bill?!"
CraftyGal