Do what my dad would do when a boy would arrive to pick me up for a date; Dad would be sharpening his knives and he'd ask "You will get her home by midnight, right?" LOL He swore that he didn't do it on purpose, that he sharpened his knives daily. Right. On one date, the boy's car actually did get a flat tire and this was before cell phones, of course, and we were on a long dark road that led to the local hangout when it happened. He changed the tire but it made us late and he said "I need to stop in Bob's Big Boy and wash up before I take you home" and I said "No! Leave all the dirt on your hands. Are you crazy?" When we showed up at my place, he walked in w/his hands up like someone had a gun pointed at him. LMAO! I often think about that night and wonder if he laughs about it, too.
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