teenage british girl (fake accent) and thug dude come to the door just now and try to sell magazine subscriptions so they can go to cancun.
girl: "ever been there?"
me: "can't say i have"
her: "haha neither have we, that's why blah blah blah"
me: "yeah, see, i'm really not interested. no one in this house reads, either"
her: "oh well you don't have to read, they have pictures"
thug kid (with seriously concerned psuedo-intellectual look): "hmm... really? you don't read? why don't you read?"
me: "we're illiterate"
thug kid: ...
girl: "it means they can't read. they don't know how"
thug kid: "errr if you know what that word means, you read"
me: ...
thug: "i'm on to your game. i know you're fronting me. i know. hahaahahaha i'm just fuckin with you dude"
at which point i directed them to the jew house next door and said they'd buy.
girl: "ever been there?"
me: "can't say i have"
her: "haha neither have we, that's why blah blah blah"
me: "yeah, see, i'm really not interested. no one in this house reads, either"
her: "oh well you don't have to read, they have pictures"
thug kid (with seriously concerned psuedo-intellectual look): "hmm... really? you don't read? why don't you read?"
me: "we're illiterate"
thug kid: ...
girl: "it means they can't read. they don't know how"
thug kid: "errr if you know what that word means, you read"
me: ...
thug: "i'm on to your game. i know you're fronting me. i know. hahaahahaha i'm just fuckin with you dude"
at which point i directed them to the jew house next door and said they'd buy.