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 my g/f but still met parents
was coming round after a great session around a living room floor the previous night, lying on a sofa in my bday suit covered by just a sheet, felt like Ewan Mcgregor in Trainspot*
opened my eye to see last nights Dad sat watching TV suppin a cuppa. Proceeded to get an hours interogation from Dad and Mum, sat on the end of sofa wrapped in a sheet, putting shirt back on e.t.c.
Still unaware where i was, managed to shuffle off to the bathroom to gather senses, and saw the biggest collection of fkukin hickies around my chest and lower reagions in my life, Ha!
Only found out where i was when she called a taxi for me and i asked the cabbie where i was, he reckoned i must have had a bloody good night as my car was 30 miles away from my start point (a mates house where i was supposed to end up) and still had another 40 to get home then.
are other meet the parents stories, but mainly involve the pressure of fixing the Dads PC, and suspecting i was being judged on that! thing ran like a dream after 4 hours of farting around and had a fantastic meal, shame i had been dumped a couple of days previously by the daughter of the very same Dad, still mates but bloody miss...
anyway, cheers
( , Sun 22 May 2005, 12:19, Reply)
was coming round after a great session around a living room floor the previous night, lying on a sofa in my bday suit covered by just a sheet, felt like Ewan Mcgregor in Trainspot*
opened my eye to see last nights Dad sat watching TV suppin a cuppa. Proceeded to get an hours interogation from Dad and Mum, sat on the end of sofa wrapped in a sheet, putting shirt back on e.t.c.
Still unaware where i was, managed to shuffle off to the bathroom to gather senses, and saw the biggest collection of fkukin hickies around my chest and lower reagions in my life, Ha!
Only found out where i was when she called a taxi for me and i asked the cabbie where i was, he reckoned i must have had a bloody good night as my car was 30 miles away from my start point (a mates house where i was supposed to end up) and still had another 40 to get home then.
are other meet the parents stories, but mainly involve the pressure of fixing the Dads PC, and suspecting i was being judged on that! thing ran like a dream after 4 hours of farting around and had a fantastic meal, shame i had been dumped a couple of days previously by the daughter of the very same Dad, still mates but bloody miss...
anyway, cheers
( , Sun 22 May 2005, 12:19, Reply)
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