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Yes, I vaguely remember that day in the college cafeteria when I was in the food line and carrying my tray of food, and Terry snuck up behind me and pinched me in the rear end, and then I was quite shocked, and jumped I don't know how many feet all the while somehow not dropping my tray of food, and then he complimented my quick reflexes. Hmm...  Donna might remember this incident, she was nearby. So that wasn't very funny but I am not so legally inclined as to want to waste money on exorbitant legal fees not to mention the hassle of taking legal action. I just never did that.

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Yes, it is always somewhat tediously annoying for me to be mistaken for cultic whacko Libby, who is sitting over there masquerading as a Catholic, although everyone already knows that she was raised by the Jehovah's Witness people. How did I myself escape unscathed from that cultic mess? Not with any help from you, obviously.

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Yes, I remember that you said that you belong to the Jehovah's Witness cult, so, Ok, fine, we simply step aside and move along, because obviously this is not a good time to be talking to you about anything, much less pursuing a question of religious beliefs and your choice thereof. Is that how you react to every stranger who asks you a question? I do not think that I ever caught your name that I should be reminded of your existence. I did my part to fulfill the Great Commission, but if you are going to behave that way, you should know that we have other fish to fry and you were not that important that we should care to be reminded of your cult problem.

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Yes, oh, I forgot about the existence of Barbara from Jackson Mississippi. I seem to have forgotten who she was or why that matters. Who was telling us about the time she opened a bag of potato chips and never stopped eating until the entire bag was empty? I cannot remember if that was Barbara or someone else. The memories of her are mostly a fog now. .

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Yes, I do remember saying that I felt bad about not being able to witness to anyone during high school, but on the other hand it would be somewhat vain in a sense to imagine that their salvation would in any way depend on me or on anything I might say or do. The Bible says that no one can be saved unless he is drawn by the Holy Spirit. It is thus clear that their hearts are completely hardened and that they are not worth the effort on my part of trying to save. The Bible also cautions against throwing our pearls before swine, in which they are placed by default.

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Yes, I did consider it advantageous to get some homework done during study hall, in high school, which could mean one less book to carry home on the school bus later, because usually I had loads of homework to do every evening. Other people in study hall may be over there in the corner chatting about whatever, but I would prefer to not allow myself to be distracted by their nonsense.

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Yes, there really ought to be some polite way to explain to the Johnson-Kennedy ticket that actually I am not your party toy for playing with, that actually my parents were Republicans who voted for Nixon, and that I am not interested in playing your evil bootlegger games. Actually I am sort of busy doing my homework here in study hall, high school, and am really not paying much attention to their continual  chattering over there. I don't really need you for anything.