One day as we were leaving the KH on a Sunday, my JW group overseer (who was a right sanctimonious ba****d)
was standing at the f**king door. He said 'bye now, pay later'. (a referance to not going out in 'the work')
I wish I had said "look you f**king specky ba***rd, I am taking an old sister home. I also have a very hungry 6 month
old baby who wants to have a bit milk from my wifes t!t. Now, are you f**king going to deny the old girl a lift home & my
wee girl some f**king good food so that we can go boosting your fu*king ego & trail around knocking on empty doors?
Well, are ya?"
Sheesh, some memories are just terrible. That actually happene.