Near my house there's a meeting hall. It used to belong to the Jehovah's Witnesses, but now it's a Sikh gurdwara.

I no longer get pairs of suited idiots knocking on my doors at all hours of the day and night. So Sikhs are all right by me.

Of course, it doesn't hurt that I was infatuated by an utterly gorgeous Ms Kaur in my twenties, but that's another story.
( shinyshinyscalp less a man, more a way of life, Thu 1 Apr 2010, 16:58, Reply)