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. Hell, I even spent the night there once, albeit in another bedroom than his daughter.
At first I made a few dozen shirts and gave a few away. The cost is .95 per shirt (more for bigger sizes) Then add shipping & handling of course. He pinned it to his front door while his daughter was out on a date.
Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car? We were going to a birthday party of one of my friend's.
Rule Eight: The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. I said who she was and asked him if he knew them, and he said and I quote, "They aren't Italian, I don't have to know them." Eventually he became comfortable with me over time, and I was allowed at their house any time I wanted.
I have a passion for my family and have learned a few things along the way.
I thought I'd share it with you guys, as I'm sure many of you are fathers who might appreciate this.