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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What went down like a cup of cold sick....So, me and the g/f have been going out for a few weeks, she invited me to sunday lunch at her parents place. The usual sunday roast affair. and I think 'hey! this is going alright' we talk and stuff, it's all going well.
Then I relate my one of the stories from my youth.
The one about me stealing a Jaguar at 16 and writing it off into a dry stone wall and 90 mph.
And about the other 3 cars and tow motorcyces I nicked that night.
Things get a bit quiet then.
On the way back to her place she says "do you know what my dad does?"
"no"
"He's the Chief Superintendant at xyz Police Station" (the guy who runs the whole thing).
"oh" I say.
fecking rubbish, how deep can I put my foot it.
Still, she had a great pair of jugs, passed the pencil test and everything!
Claire, if you're reading this - nice norks love!
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umbongo I vote for Evil Lu as Mayor of /talk, Fri 20 May 2005, 9:45,
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