You Have Got To Be Kidding Me

  Zeek was so far beyond pissed off at Mister that he couldn't stand himself. He almost wondered if his old friend had actually lost his ever loving mind. He cocked his head sideways and opened his mouth...but the words just couldn't form. He honestly just could not believe what he had just heard.

  "So you're telling me that her own father paid you to not only kidnap this girl, but also to force her to marry you?" He asked "Is this what you're actually saying to me right here and now?" Zeek spat at Mister. "Yes," Mister simply said, like it was a normal thing to do. Zeek felt like he had been slapped in his mouth, and it dropped open all on it's own. 

  "Mister, have you lost your damn mind? Crack? Is it crack you're smoking? It's crack isn't it?" Zeek ask seriously, "because only a damn crack head would be that desperate for money. You are given everything you need and more...and yet you STILL felt the need to do this?...Why?" Zeek asked almost