Mine was quite good. I attended all the meetings, kept my mouth shut except when being fed as part of the bend over and get buggered class. Did good talks, I was quite young, they all thought my mother did them. Went on service regularly (I was shit though, never hardly placed anything). I also went to them really sad get-togethers where no one has anything to say until someone brings the WT study into it or something (God as if we haven't had enough of that mind nulling .... already), this was torture but I could even look like I was enjoyed it. I could also sit up straight and pretend I was listening at the meetings, this is a fine art. Oh yeah and I never questioned anything, and I mean anything.
I was zee perfect JW. Hale the WT.
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