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.
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( , 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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Henry the Basset Hound
A few years back, my girlfriend at the time brought her parents to my mother's house for dinner and their first opportunity to meet one another. Dinner went fairly well, and then...
As they were getting ready to leave, my mother's Basset Hound (Henry) started acting crazy, so I stepped on his leash to keep him under control. However, in the process of saying our farewells, my foot somehow slipped off the leash and Henry shot through the air like a rocket, straight into my (ex) girlfriend's father's crotch. I, of course, thought this was one of the funniest moments of my life, and I laughed so hard I fell over and couldn't breath (you really have to picture a Basset Hound flying through the air with all four feet off the ground, in slow-motion, with ears streaming out behind, straight into someone crotch to appreciate it).
They didn't find it quite as funny and left as soon as her father recovered. Our relationship was never really the same after that and we eventually broke up because I "never took anything seriously."
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 21:58, Reply)
A few years back, my girlfriend at the time brought her parents to my mother's house for dinner and their first opportunity to meet one another. Dinner went fairly well, and then...
As they were getting ready to leave, my mother's Basset Hound (Henry) started acting crazy, so I stepped on his leash to keep him under control. However, in the process of saying our farewells, my foot somehow slipped off the leash and Henry shot through the air like a rocket, straight into my (ex) girlfriend's father's crotch. I, of course, thought this was one of the funniest moments of my life, and I laughed so hard I fell over and couldn't breath (you really have to picture a Basset Hound flying through the air with all four feet off the ground, in slow-motion, with ears streaming out behind, straight into someone crotch to appreciate it).
They didn't find it quite as funny and left as soon as her father recovered. Our relationship was never really the same after that and we eventually broke up because I "never took anything seriously."
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 21:58, Reply)
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