When I met the parents
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
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Not the parents but as good as.
I've always been the king of the front room. With the ability to charm the mother and the ability to be able to bullshit and look humble with the father. :-)
Until one day......
Now I'm quite a big Rugby League fan and I pulled a girl who was working behing the bar in a local night club. I started seeing her for a while and she suggested that I stop over one night while her Sister and Brother in law where away. (The reason she lived with them will become clear soon). So we spend the night together and in the morning I awake, bleary eyed and notice some boxes on top of the wardrobe in her bedroom. The only thing I really know about her is that she's Australian and that she lives with her Sister and Brother in law who came out here to work. So I'm reading the label to find out more info about her. Anyway, the label is addressed to her brother in law and I recognise the name. So I'm sitting there thinking 'an Aussie with that name' and it suddenly hits me. Just as she's in the shower I here her Brother in law and sister returning. The guy is a very famous, big, proffesional RL player. Imagine how quickly I got dressed. Meeting someone you're a fan of and trying to act like you've not been up to anything and the smell of sex is not in the air is not easy.
Things were fine after that though. Until she buggered of back to Aus. :-)
Sorry about the length!
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 16:01, Reply)
I've always been the king of the front room. With the ability to charm the mother and the ability to be able to bullshit and look humble with the father. :-)
Until one day......
Now I'm quite a big Rugby League fan and I pulled a girl who was working behing the bar in a local night club. I started seeing her for a while and she suggested that I stop over one night while her Sister and Brother in law where away. (The reason she lived with them will become clear soon). So we spend the night together and in the morning I awake, bleary eyed and notice some boxes on top of the wardrobe in her bedroom. The only thing I really know about her is that she's Australian and that she lives with her Sister and Brother in law who came out here to work. So I'm reading the label to find out more info about her. Anyway, the label is addressed to her brother in law and I recognise the name. So I'm sitting there thinking 'an Aussie with that name' and it suddenly hits me. Just as she's in the shower I here her Brother in law and sister returning. The guy is a very famous, big, proffesional RL player. Imagine how quickly I got dressed. Meeting someone you're a fan of and trying to act like you've not been up to anything and the smell of sex is not in the air is not easy.
Things were fine after that though. Until she buggered of back to Aus. :-)
Sorry about the length!
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 16:01, Reply)
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