I used to live with a gay guy in my old town in a trailer (in a trailer park, haha). For some reason, the Mormons FLOCKED to that area. We always saw them riding 'round on their bicycles in their black suit jackets in the summertime. They kept coming to our house and leaving pamphlets and shit, so we decided to get them to leave us alone.
My roomate then proceeded to answer the door in a towel and "accidentally" drop it. He turned around to bend over and pick it up. We never saw them again, haha.