Turning into your parentsUnable to hold back the genetic tide, I find myself gardening in my carpet slippers, asking for a knife and fork in McDonalds and agreeing with the Daily Telegraph. I'm beyond help - what about you?
Thanks to b3th for the suggestion
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 30 Apr 2009, 13:39)
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You know you've arrived, part 2My daughter was a cashier at the grocery store last summer, and her register kept breaking down. Being my daughter she figured out how to work around it. (Geeks produce geeks- sorry, kid, but it's true.)
After it broke down for the umpteenth time she snarled aloud, "If this thing breaks one more time I'm gonna castrate the nearest person with a spoon!"
The boy at the next register moved back slightly, and someone else asked, "What if it's a girl?"
"I'll do it anyway, it'll just hurt more!"
The funny part of this? That's the exact threat I used on her brothers when I told them that I am not to become a grandfather before the age of fifty five.
I don't think I need to worry about her getting pregnant anytime soon. I think she probably scares the testosterone right out of them.
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The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 30 Apr 2009, 18:59,
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Sounds like you're raisingQuite the delight.
Heartfelt congratulations, I hope any of my future sprogs threaten doom on people too :]
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