"I nearly walked outta' this store without paying for my stuff!" The man said laughingly as he approached my counter. I continued helping my current customer, but I smiled in his direction and said "You don't want me to tackle you in the parking lot!" This was clearly a joke. Anyone who has seen me would question my ability to tackle a five year old, let alone a full grown man.
"My dog would take care of you if you tried!" He responded gruffly. "Are you a Baptist?"
The question surprised me. "Umm... no sir I am not." I turned my attention back to my current customer.
"Well what religion are you? Atheist?" He questioned. Apparently, that was the next logical step from Baptist.
"Why does it matter?" I asked him. The lady at my counter nervously chuckled.
"It matters," he immediately replied "because depending on your flavor my dog might really enjoy eating you!"
My customer grabbed her purchases and made a beeline for the door.