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June 03, 2005
First Ken...Now Lisa...I'm Next!
Lisa has the sad details of an event that is getting all too close for me: my sweet little child becoming a teen.
Ken is just about out of this cloud of woe.
Update:Crusader
Tell me about it. Crusader II hits the teens on August 31. Sheesh...
Big party if you guys can make it. We will be getting the food from Matts Chicago Dog
Double Dog DARE UPDATE:THS
Matts Chicago Dog??!!
BASTARD!! Note to Bingley ~ I was first, duh.
Second Update:Crusader
Like I said, you guys are invited, so don't come cryin' to me iffin ya miss it.
Newsflash!
The popcorn you are eating has been pissed in. Film at 11.
Even BIGGER UPDATE: In the immortal words of Crusader's hero, Jar-Jar Binks, "How WUDE!"
Posted by Mr. Bingley at June 3, 2005 09:26 AM
Comments
It ain't over till you can change the locks on the doors.
Posted by: Ken Summers at June 3, 2005 09:34 AM
Lisa is so eloquent, gads! "Cut my heartstrings..." THAT'S where I went wrong. I always just yelled "you'd better knock that sh*t off, or I tell your father."
The absolute best response I have ever, EVER heard was what a friend in CA said to her son, a budding teen, same age and pal of Ebola's, after he'd shot off at her.
"I don't know who you are, or what you've done with him, but I want my son back. You better go find him right now, or else."
Posted by: tree hugging sister at June 3, 2005 09:54 AM
It ain't over till you can change the locks on the doors.
With the 10 years between Crusader Ii and III, that is a looooooooooooong way off. Rent, on the other hand, is another story altogether.....
Posted by: Crusader at June 3, 2005 09:54 AM
Argh, that's right, I forgot about Crusader II.
But I've got a girl....Ken, have you written a survival manual?
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at June 3, 2005 09:55 AM
Argh, that's right, I forgot about Crusader II.
Yeah, than 10 years from now, I get to go thru it all over again with Crusader III (Doodles). Just enough time to forget all over again.....
Posted by: Crusader at June 3, 2005 09:58 AM
Dude, I didn't write that, I cut-n-pasted! I guess I made the credit too small. (heh heh)
Posted by: Lisa at June 3, 2005 10:05 AM
Aw Lisa! We thought it was you!
As for a survival manual - I wish. The best line on having a teenage daughter I ever heard was from Bill Engvald, who said to the boy as he picked up Bill's daughter for her first date: "That's my little girl. She's my entire life. And I am not afraid to go back to prison."
Posted by: Ken Summers at June 3, 2005 11:11 AM
You know, I saw the copyright stuff on the bottom of the post and I thought "Gee, Lisa's gone big-time on us"!
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at June 3, 2005 11:15 AM
Yeah, that's what I thought!
Posted by: Ken Summers at June 3, 2005 11:57 AM
Mr. Bingley, I suggest meeting all prospective dates for your daughter at the door carrying a shotgun in one hand, and a box of shells in the other. While you talk to him about his plans that evening, load the shotgun with firm, precise motions.
If he asks you why you are loading the shotgun, tell him, "This is case I don't like your answers."
Posted by: The Real JeffS on Orcas Island at June 3, 2005 12:43 PM
Yeah, I told the CAG that if we had had girls, the Mossberg 500 would be stored behind the front door. Now all I have to worry about is other fathers shotguns......
Posted by: Crusader at June 3, 2005 02:48 PM