No complaints today

Originally Posted by 2MinsToPost

Oh my lord that is pain in the 10th degree. I swear to God one time I almost did a number #2 in my pants when I first met one of my girlfriends parents - eyes looking everywhere, what do they think of me, my shirt. Yes mam, yes sir.

yeah same here. yes sir, no sir, than you maam. then it gets even trickier, if you grab too many beers they think you are a drunk, if you refuse all drinks they think you are an alcoholic. So you have to have one and sip it slowly for like 2 hours even after its warm as toast.
Then there is the questioning( in subtle and not so subtle ways) about basically your life history. Its like being interrogated under those bright lights the cops use in old movies.

[paisjpq]

Originally Posted by oracle80

yeah same here. yes sir, no sir, than you maam. then it gets even trickier, if you grab too many beers they think you are a drunk, if you refuse all drinks they think you are an alcoholic. So you have to have one and sip it slowly for like 2 hours even after its warm as toast.
Then there is the questioning( in subtle and not so subtle ways) about basically your life history. Its like being interrogated under those bright lights the cops use in old movies.

wait you mean you've already met my parents??

Originally Posted by paisjpq

wait you mean you've already met my parents??

LOL!!! Oh so you have interrogators also? geez.

[2MinsToPost]

Dead on Mike, dead on. I could and needed this laugh.

Originally Posted by oracle80

yeah same here. yes sir, no sir, than you maam. then it gets even trickier, if you grab too many beers they think you are a drunk, if you refuse all drinks they think you are an alcoholic. So you have to have one and sip it slowly for like 2 hours even after its warm as toast.
Then there is the questioning( in subtle and not so subtle ways) about basically your life history. Its like being interrogated under those bright lights the cops use in old movies.

[2MinsToPost]

Here is the killer, only ribbin our pal -

"So Kevin, we hear you like to gamble on Horse Racing?"

As Kevin squirms

Originally Posted by 2MinsToPost

Here is the killer, only ribbin our pal -

"So Kevin, we hear you like to gamble on Horse Racing?"

As Kevin squirms

Father "Hello Kevin, pleased to meet you" "what do you do for a job?"
Kevin- " i just got fired sir, I'm unemployed".

father " Kevin do you drink much?"
kevin " No sir, not since I wrapped my car around that tree last summer"

Father "kevin what do you do like to do for fun?"
Kevin " Well I love horse racing sir, I watch it all the time and loveto go the track"

Father "kevin, does it bother you at all that I own firearms?"