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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Impressing my mother...
Actually I have a bunch of these, each worse than the last. When hubby and I got engaged my parents invited us out for a semifancy dinner to celebrate/scope him out. I'm on my best behavior, and hubby is being as charming as only a complete loon can when the mood strikes him. Desert arrives, something-or-other with several pf those toxic red maraschino cherries on top. I loathe the things, so I passed him mine and went on chatting. Shortly I noticed that mom had gotten very quiet and starey. I looked down to see my perv fiance calmly popping the cherries into his mouth, pulling out the knotted stems and lining them up down the middle of the table, one after the other.
That was eleven years ago and yes, we're still married. He can do double knots.
Also he's on B3ta too and doesn't know I'm posting this. Good morning, you perv!
( , Fri 20 May 2005, 6:01, Reply)
Actually I have a bunch of these, each worse than the last. When hubby and I got engaged my parents invited us out for a semifancy dinner to celebrate/scope him out. I'm on my best behavior, and hubby is being as charming as only a complete loon can when the mood strikes him. Desert arrives, something-or-other with several pf those toxic red maraschino cherries on top. I loathe the things, so I passed him mine and went on chatting. Shortly I noticed that mom had gotten very quiet and starey. I looked down to see my perv fiance calmly popping the cherries into his mouth, pulling out the knotted stems and lining them up down the middle of the table, one after the other.
That was eleven years ago and yes, we're still married. He can do double knots.
Also he's on B3ta too and doesn't know I'm posting this. Good morning, you perv!
( , Fri 20 May 2005, 6:01, Reply)
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