lola rocks

we have a "no salesmen" sign on our front door.
but people knock and ring the bell anyway. after my bad encounter with a magazine salesperson in '02, i'm over all of them.

so today it was a couple of religious peddlers. they were ready. bibles out, phony smiles in place. i'd seen them at the neighbors when i pulled up to the house.

but apparently they can't read.

they knocked. and rang the bell. lola played the best watchdog possible. she sounded like she was going to rip those peeps limb from limb.

i arrived at the front door just in time to see them running for their lives, clutching their bibles.

lola rocks.