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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Coming Out Of The Closet...
Fourteen years old, after embarking on a long distance relationship with a girl who lived in Birmingham, I went down to stay at hers for the first time. Given youth etc., I was understandably scared of her parents. It didn't help matters that when I'd first met them (on holiday, drunk) I had decided to hide behind a tree and try not to be spotted. It failed. Anyway, arrived to find they were being very welcoming and friendly, and then my young lady led me up to my 'room'. This turned out to be their airing cupboard, and as I burst out of it swearing and laughing in equal measures her mother appeared and asked me what on earth I thought I was doing in a distinctly stern and matriachal tone. As before, I cried with laughter...
( , Tue 24 May 2005, 1:53, Reply)
Fourteen years old, after embarking on a long distance relationship with a girl who lived in Birmingham, I went down to stay at hers for the first time. Given youth etc., I was understandably scared of her parents. It didn't help matters that when I'd first met them (on holiday, drunk) I had decided to hide behind a tree and try not to be spotted. It failed. Anyway, arrived to find they were being very welcoming and friendly, and then my young lady led me up to my 'room'. This turned out to be their airing cupboard, and as I burst out of it swearing and laughing in equal measures her mother appeared and asked me what on earth I thought I was doing in a distinctly stern and matriachal tone. As before, I cried with laughter...
( , Tue 24 May 2005, 1:53, Reply)
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