This is shamefully off-topic, but can I just put this here? I have a bouncy that really happened!
Actual Moonbat Found on My Doorstep Last Night!
At 8:00 last night, there was a jovial sort of knock at the door. At the door stood a skinny little fella with long straggly hair. "Hello," he said, "I'm not a salesman, I'm a Community Organizer!" He said this with his thumb pointing proudly to his chest. "We are working to organize the community around social justice concerns and the environment!"
Well, we've always joked on here about what we'd do if someone like that came to our door. I was at a loss for words, but I think my facial expressions spoke for me. I reacted as if he'd handed me a live tarantula: Puzzlement, followed by abject horror, followed by utter disgust. "I'm kinda busy right now." "Oh but it will only take a minute!" he squeaked, as I shut the heavy oak door and locked it audibly.
I just had to share. This is a conservative small town, I hope the little fella was OK.