... some dub's called around after I'd left for work. They spoke to my girlfriend, asking her what she thought god though of all the problems.
It's the first time they've ever called on the apartment in the four years she's lived there. Dub's are becoming an endangered species here in Holland.
Anyway, she couldn't stop laughing; she had this flashback to a conversation I'd had with her. I'd said I'd like to invite any Witnesses who called into the living room. She would be sat, stark naked, in a giant birdcage hanging from the ceiling.
I so wish I'd been in... I think I would feign absolute unblinking interest AND then do the mind-fuckery on the RV...