Back at college in Iowa I always looked forward to bible season. Every fall the doom patrol would take to the street corners in their black suits, try to smile and hand out their stashes of little green bibles.
The first year I felt bad for them because everyone was ignoring them. So I took one from every doomster I could find. I wound up with 8. The guy down the hall had 20. We started a club.
Over the next three years we wandered around campus collecting little green bibles from the religiosos. Our record was an amazing 127.