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Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been.

Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka – zipped up to her throat. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, all-seeing, merciless god of your universe. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a helo coming in over a Wadi near Baghdad.

Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you’d better be delivering a package, because you’re sure not picking anything up.

Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me.

One more thing, she does not take her phone to bed with her. But if you want to spend time with my girl, I will insist that you treat her like a lady.

[Have your child sign i MOM’s Cell Phone Contract.] 3. So, get the door for her, look me in the eye when you talk to me, and please don’t let your britches fall down so low that I have to look at your underwear band. Sure my daughter is fun, but she’s also a student, and in our house, school comes before fun. No, I won’t hide in the backseat or stalk you when you’re with my daughter, but she and I have an agreement that she checks in often with home, and lets me know where she is and where she’s going.

Believe me, good manners will help you get on her good side, and mine too. That means she won’t be going with you to the mall, the movies or out to dinner on a school night. Also, secret meetings and clandestine adventures will be discovered—I have my ways!

As a dad, I have some basic rules, which I have carved into two stone tablets that I have on display in my living room. Marine, gathered these rules together from around the Web, updated them a bit and sent them to me. Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you’d better be delivering a package, because you’re sure not picking anything up.You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. I will ask you a lot of questions and make sure you know that I know how special my daughter is. No, I’m not going to be nosey, rude or obsessive about it But, if my daughter’s phone just happens to be laying on the table, and I see she’s gotten a text, I might take a look at it. If you want to date our daughter, we will try to figure out what kind of boy you are, before you spend time with her.The photograph of this "Feminist Father" tee has gone viral this week, after first being shared online by Tumblr user Kristine Claire in honor of Fathers' Day. "Nothing to add." -- Feministing "This is wonderful." -- Buzz Feed Slow clap over here.

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