What a difference one trip to McDonalds makes
I am not even kidding about this but when we were walking in the parking lot to go in, a man tried to run us over with his car. He was crazy. All we were doing was walking inside but he purposely tried to run us over and we ran away from him. Then he screeched to a halt, looked at us sort of hanging his head out the window and laughed this horribly deranged type of laugh. I mean it was horror flick kind of stuff that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up. We were screaming and running and all of a sudden I just stopped in the street and stretched out my hands toward him and said, "In the name of Jesus!!!" and he just stared at me, hanging his head out the window with a sick look on his face. Then he sped around the corner. I looked at the women and said, "this man is possessed. He needs help." We went inside and told the manager he tried to run us over. I also told them he was possessed but of course they probably thought I was kidding. It was crazy. If there weren't witnesses with me when crazy things like this happen nobody would believe me about stuff like this, I'm sure.
Aside from a man trying to kill us last night we had an amazing time talking about the kind of stuff women like to talk about. :)