Some of you have heard me talk about what I was going to do the next time Jehovah's Witnesses came to my door. Well, they came. And I did it.
He explains in a comment: Well what I said I was going to do was to answer the door in my underwear and a hockey mask, holding a flogger and sporting an erection. The only change I made was to lay aside the flogger and replace it with a shamanic looking staff that has a small (shrunken?) realistic looking skull at the end.
The post continues: They weren't as shocked as I thought they'd be, though they didn't seem at all eager to step inside the Stallone residence.