Relating this because my friend in question is no longer able to do so....
Friend of mine in Australia had been out drinking one Saturday night. He had pulled a steak out for dinner but forgotten about it until the next morning when he decided to cook it up for breakfast.
So it was a bit serendipitous when he had the plate in hand as he answered a knock at the door that morning and found a family of JWs standing outside - husband, wife, and baby in a pram.
The gentleman of the party took one look at my friend's still raw steak on the plate in his hand.
"You're not going to eat that...are you?"
My friend replied, "What, this?" He grabbed the steak and backhanded the husband with it, as juice flew all over the wife and the pram.
He lived in that house for seven years. It was never visited by the JWs again for as long as he lived there.
There was a Kingdom Hall right across the street.