"Oh yes. I make it a habit to religiously answer the door every time Jehova's Witnesses come knocking with a headless chicken in one hand, bare chested with strange glyphs drawn on my neck and chest, splattered with blood, and a knife in one hand. Then tell them 'I'm a little busy. Can you come back later?' all the while keeping a perfectly straight face while watching them spaz out." she says in one breath, the humor evident on her face. "I don't do the church thing. They tend to frown on my kind."