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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OH, MORE MORE
I just remembered, the mate who was described earlier in this had ANOTHER incident. He was 'aquaintances' with a girl and ended up getting a bit drunk and going back to her house, where she lived with her parents, one night. He ended up doing the usual with her, and woke in the morning to someone he really wishes he hadn't gone home with.
Lying there in the morning, in bed with her, her mum walks in...... "oh....hello...I'll.. lay another place at the breakfast table". My friend then had to sit in his fag smelling and beer drenched clothes at the dinner table with her, her VERY posh and bitchy mum, her professor dad with special needs, and her brother who was in the army. Cue the girl wandering off upstairs half way through breakfast and leaving my mate with the family to make small talk.
Needless to say, he really doesn't want to see that girl ever again.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 21:55, Reply)
I just remembered, the mate who was described earlier in this had ANOTHER incident. He was 'aquaintances' with a girl and ended up getting a bit drunk and going back to her house, where she lived with her parents, one night. He ended up doing the usual with her, and woke in the morning to someone he really wishes he hadn't gone home with.
Lying there in the morning, in bed with her, her mum walks in...... "oh....hello...I'll.. lay another place at the breakfast table". My friend then had to sit in his fag smelling and beer drenched clothes at the dinner table with her, her VERY posh and bitchy mum, her professor dad with special needs, and her brother who was in the army. Cue the girl wandering off upstairs half way through breakfast and leaving my mate with the family to make small talk.
Needless to say, he really doesn't want to see that girl ever again.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 21:55, Reply)
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