As I am an faker/“undercover apostate”, for the first time ever I’m actually doing something to help the local kingdumb hall build, I had guard duty on Sat. night. So I get there and notice most of the already done new parking lot is empty except for a couple of bros conversating after a long day of holy work and some other minivan. So I go up to the pair and introduce myself, bla bla bla. Funny exchange of words was about to happen. Bro-1: “so you’re on guard duty tonight?” ME: “yep sure am, first shift 6-10” Bro-1: “ah, so you’ll be ready to tackle anyone down in case they try to come close to the material right?” ME: “nah, I won’t need to since I brought my Beretta 40 tonight, I’ll just blow their brains out if they even come close to that material” (You should have seen the look on his face after I said that.) Bro-1: “Well you don’t want to kill ***cut off by ME*** ME: “No its ok, I’ll just sacrifice them for Jehovah!” *sarcastically* “So they should be ok since they would have died for a good cause.” Bro-2: “No what you do is get a 20 that way the bullet just bounces around inside of them but they don’t end up dying just suffer.” ME: “***Laughing*** yea, I like that idea better. Hey at least they’ll be able to get a blood transfusion if they need to!” **laughing my ass off** “Sorry, (sarcastically) I just had to throw that one in” **walking off**” Bro-2 just laughed while Bro-1 looked at me with a weird empty look maybe feeling sorry he didn’t retain my name. It’s a good thing I didn’t tell my wife, she would have probably chewed me out for being such an “apostate jerk”. (As she still suspects of my apostate leanings and is super-hyper sensitive when it comes to me saying sarcastic comments to the bros that may remotely sound apostate.) Just thought I’d share that little encounter with you all, hey if I’m going to be faking j-dubism might as well make it fun!