Ah, the joys of getting caught by the Mormons.

I did my good deed by getting another guy out of conversation because they were standing in front of my door.

Lovely kids, though. (And they are kids. "Elder" my ass. If they're twenty, I'll eat my fucking hat.)

Kept the conversation on anything other than religion, though, and said that I'd be happy to talk to them again if we ran into each other...as long as it's about anything other than religion.

I noticed that about the wee Mormons when we lived in Cali.

they're usually very nice kids but i don't want a boy still figuring out shaving to lecture me about religion

They go on Mission when they're 18.

(i don't want anyone to, but it's extra-annoying when it's a kid half my age)

Pretty much.

child, the jesuits couldn't talk me into believing in god, you're not gonna, either

I'll teach them Welsh phrases (one of them could only say "Good Morning" in Welsh) and I'll buy them a coffee. But I'm not going to talk about relgion.

I did admit to being what I call a 'reformed agnostic'. I believe in God, it's religion I don't believe in.