Learn from the mistakes of others

so, sunday night we were visited by a pair of miniature t-o-ts

setting the scene:

marti and i are busy minding our own businesses.
the morons 'drop over' to their favourite entertainment venue - our place.
after eating takeaway pizza at our table, they form up of dvd viewing.
again, on our couch, in front of our tv.

a minor miracle happens.
this time the dvd isn't some awful teen comedy or over-the-top action flick.

it's the shawshank redemption.

so, roll on a little later:

our annoying jw visitors were, by now, recumbent and thoughtful.
unusual, but alarmingly pleasant to observe :)

the doorbell rings:

one of our 'guests' decided to get up and answer...

she is greeted by two children in rubber masks, carrying bags, chorusing "trick or treat!"

she is stunned into inaction. then brain processes and kicks in.
"does anyone have any lollies?"

the response:

lots of nonplussed looks, head shaking, and babbling about lollies and halloween.
[remember these people are supposed to be jw's]
they have no lollies. they start to panic.

i get up, go to the cupboard, and extract two packets of nerds from our post-show^* collection.

these are distributed and the masked-invaders depart.

the aftermath:

i return to my previous activity.
the jw's babble excitedly about t-o-ts.

i look at my mobile phone: there is a message ...
i read it.
an invite to the exeter ... and i'm off to the city ...

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* marti bought a bunch of showbags at the royal adelaide show. they held a disappointingly small amount of chocolate, and an alarmingly large amount of sugary goodness. i inherited such, and have been distributing them ever since.

the supply is almost exhausted.