Chera challanged me to close my eyes and type the Lord's prayer. I don't know how well I'll do since it's been a long time since I regurgitated it.

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OUr father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy Name, they kingdom com, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us today our daily bea and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. For thine is the kingdome and the glory and the power forever and ever. Amen.

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Not bad. Couple typos, some puncuation problems.

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Samuel
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
You would make a great lobbier - remember the flyers for Anne's car bash?
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
A Knight's Tale. You're something like Chaucer, a man who can weave words. Plus there are jugglers in that movie.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle you in.
Lime, the only good use of that flavor.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
Well, to you and the rest of the Wilbur Gang... Yodels! Unyodels!
5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
Meeting you at the post office in Wilbur. You handed me a business card for a juggling lesson. I think I sorta pushed it to the back of my head until the men's breakfast and then got to talk to you. The rest they say is history.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
Three-toed sloth.
7. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.
Why you don't write me. :(
8. If you do this you MUST post this on yours. You MUST. It is written.