<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">
	<channel>
		<title>A Drunk At THe Door</title>
		<link>/blogentry/26141</link>
		<atom:link href="https://www.lotterypost.com/rss/blogcomments/26141" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
		<description>ochoop17's Blog: A Drunk At THe Door</description>
		<dc:language>en-us</dc:language>
		<generator>Lottery Post RSS Generator</generator>
		<item>
			<title>Original Blog Entry: A Drunk At THe Door</title>
			<link>/blogentry/26141</link>
			<guid isPermaLink="true">/blogentry/26141</guid>
			<pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 13:42:42 GMT</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>ochoop17</dc:creator>
			<description><![CDATA[<p>A man is in bed with his wife when there is a knock on the door. He rolls over and looks at his clock -- it&#x27;s half-past three in the morning.<br /><br />I&#x27;m not getting out of bed at this time , he thinks, and rolls over. Then, a louder knock follows. Aren&#x27;t you going to answer that? says his wife. So, he drags himself out of bed and goes downstairs.<br /><br />He opens the door and there is man standing at the door. It didn&#x27;t take the homeowner long to realize the man was drunk. Hi there, slurs the stranger, Can you give me a push?<br /><br />No. Get lost, it&#x27;s half past three. I was in bed, says the man and slams the door.<br /><br />He goes back up to bed and tells his wife what happened and she says Dave, that wasn&#x27;t very nice of you.<br /><br />Remember that night we broke down in the pouring rain on the way to pick the kids up from the baby-sitter and you had to knock on that man&#x27;s door to get us started again? What would have happened if he&#x27;d told us to get lost?<br /><br />But the guy was drunk, says the husband.<br /><br />It doesn&#x27;t matter, says the wife. He needs our help and it would be the Christian thing to help him.<br /><br />So the husband gets out of bed again, gets dressed and goes downstairs. He opens the door and, not being able to see the stranger anywhere he shouts: Hey, do you still want a push? and he hears a voice cry out Yeah please.<br /><br />So, still being unable to see the stranger, he shouts: Where are you?<br /><br />And the stranger replies: I&#x27;m over here, on your swingset.<br /><br />... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/26141">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
			<category>Blog Entry</category>
			<category>ochoop17</category>
			<wfw:comment>https://www.lotterypost.com/blogentry/26141</wfw:comment>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>

