When I met the parentsWhen 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.
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chthonic, Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
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Ex-girlfriendFrench. Jewish. Previous boyfriend takes her home to the delightful* Northern Irish town of Antrim to meet the folks. They're sitting at the table when his dad rolls in steaming drunk. "Are you right, there, love?" he sprays by way of introduction. He's been talking about Fawlty Towers in the pub and decides to continue the theme. Five minutes later he is goose-stepping around the kitchen screaming at the top of his voice in mock German. She gets visibly a little scared. He decides that the best way to deal with this is to close in for a cheery little kiss. As he does so, his jacket shifts slightly and a copy of Razzle falls out onto the table, folded open at a particularly tasteful flaps shot.
It didn't last, apparently.
*better than Larne at least
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