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Jared77
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Was sent this.....
http://mysocialtees.com/products/rules-for-dating-my-daughter-t-shirt
The one I still remember was when I was greeted by my homecoming date's father junior year of high school. He greets me at the door, has me sit down, we're talking about nothing special, he's calm cool, casual. Mom and my date come down. Everybody is excited and taking pictures. Do the corsage thing, everybody is smiling, no big deal right?
So I go help my date into my car, her Dad casually asks how much gas I had making sure I didn't have to fill up on the way since I was already dressed up. I had a plenty of gas. I come around to my side of the car and he extends his hand to give me a handshake just before I leave. He's smiling, everything is good. Has that have fun tonight you crazy kids kind of demeanor. Well when we shake hands I feel something press into my hand. I glance down and he hands me a 12 gauge shotgun slug shell with my name written on it in permanent ink! Slaps me on the back and says "Now go have fun!"
He ever so discreetly handed it to me when we shook hands like he was palming a 20 dollar bill or passing a note in class after I helped get her into the car and he met me at my door. No verbal threat, was Mr Happy/Jovial kind of guy. I was shaking so bad I had a hard time starting the car!
THAT made an impression alright!
The part that really got me was how cool he was about the whole thing. No big display of how he hated my guts, how he'd tear me limb from limb, bury me in the woods, no nothing. Yet he handed me that 12 gauge slug with a smile on his face like he was handing me money to take her out for ice cream is what REALLY got me.
He's probably still laughing about that one. Gotta say though I GET IT!
http://mysocialtees.com/products/rules-for-dating-my-daughter-t-shirt
The one I still remember was when I was greeted by my homecoming date's father junior year of high school. He greets me at the door, has me sit down, we're talking about nothing special, he's calm cool, casual. Mom and my date come down. Everybody is excited and taking pictures. Do the corsage thing, everybody is smiling, no big deal right?
So I go help my date into my car, her Dad casually asks how much gas I had making sure I didn't have to fill up on the way since I was already dressed up. I had a plenty of gas. I come around to my side of the car and he extends his hand to give me a handshake just before I leave. He's smiling, everything is good. Has that have fun tonight you crazy kids kind of demeanor. Well when we shake hands I feel something press into my hand. I glance down and he hands me a 12 gauge shotgun slug shell with my name written on it in permanent ink! Slaps me on the back and says "Now go have fun!"
He ever so discreetly handed it to me when we shook hands like he was palming a 20 dollar bill or passing a note in class after I helped get her into the car and he met me at my door. No verbal threat, was Mr Happy/Jovial kind of guy. I was shaking so bad I had a hard time starting the car!
THAT made an impression alright!
The part that really got me was how cool he was about the whole thing. No big display of how he hated my guts, how he'd tear me limb from limb, bury me in the woods, no nothing. Yet he handed me that 12 gauge slug with a smile on his face like he was handing me money to take her out for ice cream is what REALLY got me.
He's probably still laughing about that one. Gotta say though I GET IT!