How disappointing

[sabotabby]

The Conservative campaigners, a sunny young woman and a smiling young man who looked like he'd been clipped from a 1950s ad, knocked on my door this morning. Alas, it's 10:30 and I was just making my coffee—I was still in my pajamas, no less. So instead of inviting them in and tying up their time—which is really what one should do when Pure Evil knocks on your door, I politely told them that I didn't vote for fascists, thank you, and off they went.

I hope they come back when I'm a little more prepared for company.

For more information on why the Conservatives are evil, read zingerella's LJ.