You'd better stay at home with your son until I work it out. Is he REALLY your son?" He sure is. There's no one like Mark, and no way anyone could pre...end to be him. It's an amazing situation."Mom had been on the phone to the Department of Education people even before breakfast, pestering them on my behalf. They'd made the mistake of giving her their cellphone numbers after one of my school's earlier contretemps with us, making it easy for Mom to get on their case first thing. They quickly. Becky then turned my head to her and gave me another kiss. They both smiled smugly as I turned red and smiled."Thank you ladies, that was wonderful. Sorry about the beacon" I said.They all laughed. We discussed the featured specials. The ladies didn't want to fill up but also didn't want the fish so they settled on something from the menu, with the twins picking a Fettuccini Alfredo pasta dish and Mrs Waters picking Chicken Cordon Bleu. Mr. Waters and I both went with the Prime Rib at a medium. The only difference is, in the program, you could do whatever you wanted to. Doesn’t THAT sound more liberating than being bound by the laws of physics and a constantly-dying, decaying sack of meat we call a body?”Steve shakes his head. “Dude, I don’t know. Maybe.”“Thing is, you might not even need it to be a program.” You sip your beer. “Okay, so quantum theory suggests that, at the super-microscopic level, everything in the universe exists as a wave function with a predictable set of discreet. The next day, mom heard the black man calling her name again. As she entered his room, she blushed seeing him lying on his bed with nothing but his underwear on.Mom knew that she needed to fulfill her duty toward the church and the priest and rub the holy oil on the man’s body to fend off the evil spirits. As she entered she saw the black priest lying on the bed shirtless and in his boxers, opening his meaty thighs wide.“Come my dear and help me fend off the evil spirits. Don’t you want me to.