Rotten tomatoes!!

My ex's best friend was Mormon. When he was sent out for his period of converting people to Mormonism by going door to door, they put him in the toughest South Boston neighborhood. The area was all Italian and Irish Catholics. Our friend said that he would ride his bike through the neighborhood and the kids would save up rotten tomatoes and throw them into the spokes of his bike wheels. The rotten tomatoes would splatter up from the spokes all over him and his requisite white shirt. He said that they had excellent aim. He said he never made one Mormon convert in that neighborhood. He later became a missionary to South America, an easier crowd.