I told them about the nicknames I had given them when they came into the bar and they thought it was hilarious and started calling each other Bubba an...d Slim so I continued to do the same. When we got to my house, I grabbed the cables out of the garage and said "One of you will need to drive my car, I've had a few glasses of wine and I don't want to risk a DUI. Besides, you know where your car is parked." Bubba stepped up and I handed him the keys. Slim climbed in the backseat and I took shotgun. “Isn't there anything of value in this fucking house?” he asks, obviously frustrated. “Take my portable computer!” I urge him. “Too big to carry!” “I have a video camera. It's very small and light and quite expensive.” I try again. For a while there's no reaction. “Go and get it! But be careful. If you try to do anything smart.....” he points my mother with his gun. I bring the camera very fast. He checks it and says: “This may be of some value!” he turns to me and asks “How does it work?” I. “Lovely brothers and sisters in Christ, the time isn’t coming ... the time is here! The Church of our Lord and Savior, our Risen Messiah, shall prevail upon this Earth and the Gates of Hell shall not stand against it! Know this now, that the prophecy has come true, that the kingdoms of this world have become the kingdoms of our Lord and of His Christ. This is not merely the beginning of the end. It is the end itself! This IS the END OF DAYS, the Great and Terrible Day of the Lord, whereof the. I took a small plastic bag out of my pocket and emptied the remaining contents onto the coffee table. The white powder fell into a small pile onto the dark wood. I took a piece of card and out of my back pocket and began racking the white powder into two lines. Max slid off the couch and joined me on the floor with a rolled up bill in his hand. I watched him as he lent over the table and in one swift motion snorted the cocaine. I followed his example and did the same."She does not need that.