I tell you I am fine and ask how you have been and what is new with you. We sit and talk and make jokes and steal quick glances at one another looking...at each other’s eyes as we do. People are sitting around us and telling jokes and stories and you hear one that is funny and bust up laughing, and then make some comments about it. I look at you and you give me this devilish smile. You ask me if I have written any more stories and I tell you that I haven’t written one in quite awhile. Your drinks. Each of you can ask ten questions.”“Do they have to be submitted in advance?” I asked.“No.”“That should be interesting,” I chuckled. “Fundamentally, he can’t ask me a ‘gotcha’ question because there are none. I, on the other hand, have quite a few I can ask him. One question - which Bible are we using?”“He said he’ll only debate using the NIV.”I shook my head, “That’s a badly translated version and purposefully corrupts the Scripture. Not only that, it’s incomplete.”“Incomplete?”“Incomplete.. JpgPeter Doe (dad): He's 42 years old, has Brown beard and Brown hair. He has a boring office job, and every two weeks you stay one weekend with him. Karen Madden (Dad's Girlfriend):She's 35 years old and a real bitch. The only thing she has is a pair o Nice Boobs and a Nice ass. But she knows you get exited from seeing her naked, so, just to give you a bad feeling, that you get a boner from the person you hate, she never closes the bathroomdoor, so you an always accidently look inside, or come. Damn, he didn't want to ask anyone for help but times were desperate. He'd wake up early the next day to see how much money he could get for his books and CD's first and then maybe talk to Marie and plead with her. Suddenly, he remembered that she'd given him $20.00 the week before for gas money since he was the one that drove her everywhere.He jumped up from the couch and ran to his hamper where he threw his dirty clothes in. He tried to remember what pants he'd worn that past week. He.