My first year of uni we lived pretty much above a nightclub. I'd gone to bed one night and woken up to a big bang. One of my flatmates had pulled a guy out of the queue and in through our (second floor) window and given him a bottle of vodka! 
At which point they'd decided he wasn't very nice, so kicked him out the door 
I used to wake up to all kinds of things, people dressed as bananaman passed out in the living room, a guy dancing around dressed solely in pants and a shark hat... I actually made him pancakes.
Nah, with Christmas coming there are lots of Missionaries coming up to my doorstep. Most of them are in a pair of either nice old couple or two young & hot looking dudes/gals. Always two guys or two girls except for the elder ones, with name tag on their jacket. And really good looking ones too. First couple who came I don't have the heart to just close the door in front of them so I gave them cookies. Then more come. Is it for the cookies?
Finally it started to bug me so bad that I started to tell them that I already believe in either the Creators & currently having personal struggle with Fen'Harel, or that I already accept the Maker and Andraste as my saviour. Then I started to talk about how the Old Gods only try to bring destruction to this world, and that the Elder One is a not a real God.
... the look on their face is priceless. I guess that the last girl who pass through can't wait for me to stop talking & just flee. 