Every one of the houses around every kingdom hall I attended were Do Not Calls; I imagine due to the many years they'd been subjected to a hundred cars arriving, three times a week; every week for as long as they live there.
One lady used to throw buckets of water on whoever walked up her stairs. One bloke called the police every Tuesday night to tell people driving out not to turn their cars headlights on until they were pointing away from his bedroom window.