8 rule for dating my teenage daughter
And Jesus isn't going to wanna back outta that dare! And my wife reassures me this is a good thing over and over and over, and she's always right. Well my house would be quieter, and I'd spend a lot less time in the bathroom, but no. Bridget: [to the tune of P-U-R-P-L-E, in the shower] Who's the girl with the pretty hair? Cate: Yeah and Fred going on about the difference between electric and gas powered weed whackers. Back then we didn't share our deep personal feelings, our deepest conversations usually revolved around the tigers bull pen. There's not a feeling that my kids are afraid to express over and over and over. [Kerry, listening to her, sighs and rolls her eyes] Bridget: [on the phone to Donny Doyle] You have reached Bridget's voice mail.
Kerry: Mom, Fred Doyle is planning on having dinner with Dad and Jesus in Heaven? Kerry: Yeah but Dad's spent three years avoiding the Doyle's annual barbecue, how's he gonna get outta that?
Rory Hennessy: [He and Paul go towards the door, but Rory turns back for a moment] Mr. Carter Tibbits: There's nothin' funny about stealin', son. It's just, my dad's so funny, and I was trying to be funny.
[Stops himself, realizing he's said too much] I think you know where the door is.
C: Referring to rapper Fiddy Cent as "Fifty Cents"?
B: Asking my oldest daughter if that guy I saw her talking to yesterday at school was her boyfriend?