RevJim 0 #1 October 18, 2004 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. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them. Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of you date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waistline. Rule Four: I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing some kind of “barrier method" can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you. Rule Five: It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is: "early." Rule Six: I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry. Rule Seven: As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating my daughter. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process than can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car? 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. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to introduce 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. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better. Rule Nine: Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless God of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, a backhoe, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me. Rule Ten: Be afraid, Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. Or a fighter jet over the desert in Kuwait. When my Agent Orange or other things I have been exposed to start acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveways you should exit the car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car -- there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Viking 0 #2 October 18, 2004 LOLOLI swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Darius11 12 #3 October 18, 2004 That’s funny. Ever seen the movie Bad boys 2 I love the seen where the kid comes to take out his daughter. Funny stuff.I'd rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not." - Kurt Cobain Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
DeNReN 0 #4 October 18, 2004 What????....no age limit?? I promise to have her home early Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
DTOXX 0 #5 October 18, 2004 Places where there is darkness. That has got to be the best line. ------- D.T. Holder SIMstudy Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Flarelatedad 0 #6 October 18, 2004 Had an issue with one of my daughter's boyfriends and Rule 1. He pulled up, honked and waited in his car. I got my briefcase and coffee and went out and hopped in his car. The look he gave me was to kill for. I asked when we were going. He asked what I was talking about. I told him I thought we were going to work...because the ONLY person who pulls up to my driveway and honks is my carpool, so I ASSUMED we were going to work.... 'Shame I never saw this kid again...oh well Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Taylor610 0 #7 October 18, 2004 Hey Rev. there is a book by (I think) Bruce W. Cameron named the 10 simple rules for dating my teenaged daughters. It is hysterical and a recommended read if you have a teenage daughter. If you remember, (from the HMB you came too) I have twins, that turned 15 last week...man oh man... I have boys circling my house like buzzards over road kill. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites diverdriver 5 #8 October 18, 2004 QuoteHey Rev. there is a book by (I think) Bruce W. Cameron named the 10 simple rules for dating my teenaged daughters. It is hysterical and a recommended read if you have a teenage daughter. If you remember, (from the HMB you came too) I have twins, that turned 15 last week...man oh man... I have boys circling my house like buzzards over road kill. What? And you want to meet with me at ORD tomorrow? Who's watching the house while you're gone? Brave man.Chris Schindler www.diverdriver.com ATP/D-19012 FB #4125 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites mouth 0 #9 October 18, 2004 QuoteHey Rev. there is a book by (I think) Bruce W. Cameron named the 10 simple rules for dating my teenaged daughters. It is hysterical and a recommended read if you have a teenage daughter. If you remember, (from the HMB you came too) I have twins, that turned 15 last week...man oh man... I have boys circling my house like buzzards over road kill. LMAO...I have one that is almost 16. I've told several I have a gun and I'm not afraid to use it on them. -- Hot Mama At least you know where you stand even if it is in a pile of shit. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Taylor610 0 #10 October 18, 2004 Who cares! I'm gone, at least for a night! Man, them 2 just got their driving permits and all I hear is "Daddy can I drive?" Oh I look for the day when you hear, "Come on Daddy, let me land her this time..." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites RevJim 0 #11 October 18, 2004 Thanks everyone that replied! I found this on the net while trying to waste time between classes today, thought it was pretty good, and posted it. When I get home, I'm opening up Word, polishing it a bit to make it more relevant to me, printing it, framing it, and hanging it by my front door.... You see, I have 2 girls at home. One that is almost a teen and juuuust starting to gain interest in boys, and one that is sure to learn from the mistakes of her older sister. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites BlindBrick 0 #12 October 18, 2004 Quote I have boys circling my house like buzzards over road kill. I've foudn that landmines clear that right up. -Blind"If you end up in an alligator's jaws, naked, you probably did something to deserve it." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites tunaplanet 0 #13 October 18, 2004 LOL Forty-two Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites RevJim 0 #14 October 18, 2004 Nice (read my last post) Hey, Tuna, I think Ivan hacked your system and got your password. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Taylor610 0 #15 October 18, 2004 I've foudn that landmines clear that right up. *** Yeah, but it really pisses off the neighbors... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Zep 0 #16 October 18, 2004 Hey Pop what happens if I get her pregnant? Gone fishing Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites justaflygirl 0 #17 October 18, 2004 haha, someone who thinks like I do Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites MrHixxx 0 #18 October 18, 2004 QuoteRule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up. This is no problem. I wanna come up and check out your wife too. Mommy is always a good gauge for what yer little girl is gonna look like in the future. So, I gonna need to see her to help determine if your little girl is a keeper or a one night snack. Don't be suprised if I bail on the spot if mommy is a trancedentally-sterilized boufonte-encrusted shop for a living with snack-o-saurus hips. Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them. If I am showing up to take her out, I have already checked her out patted her down. However, I will be checkin' out Mommy for pure investigative purposes. I might even take a safety sniff to make sure she is handing down good habits Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of you date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waistline. I wear my pants on the waist and they fit, so this again is not a problem as I don't show anymore man-ass than I want to see. However, if your suspenders are failing, I have a nail gun too and will use it. Rule Four: I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing some kind of “barrier method" can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you. Think again if you plan on interupting me while I pony yer little girl. She gets really pissed if we are interupted before she cums and might kill you herself. Rule Five: It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is: "early." Please, you probably have the same narrow views that were dictated to you by some fanatical sychophant that lubes rich corporate ass on AM talk radio for a living. Our date will last as long as our sex. So if ya wanna help out, stock up on porn and toys for yer little girl and I'll make sure the rest happens on time... Rule Six: I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry. Not a problem once she is trained to my special needs, no other girl will compare. An if yer gonna make me cry the way I make her cry, you'll have to do it on your knees with perfect technique. Rule Seven: As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating my daughter. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process than can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car? Don't worry, there will be no idle time with your snookums. We both have cell phones and our date will be take place with the finest precision. After all, we've been waiting all day to fuck, you think were gonna waste time? You'll have plenty of time to change the oil in your own car while I rub some oil on her. 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. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to introduce 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. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better. We really like to fuck out in the forrest, cause yer little girl likes to play tiger an be hunted. I don't know if that qualifies, but the last time we screwed in front of the retirees at the home they were routing us on so much it was hard to get into a rhythym. Again, as I stated earlier. She gets pissed if we don't get into a good rhythym. Rule Nine: Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless God of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, a backhoe, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me. Why would I lie to a guy in your shape? I also have a shotgun, a shovel and a friend with a whole pen of hogs to devour your corpse. But, my only backhoe is your little girl. You could drop a request in her comment box and maybe I'll read it. Rule Ten: Be afraid, Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. Or a fighter jet over the desert in Kuwait. When my Agent Orange or other things I have been exposed to start acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveways you should exit the car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car -- there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine. Hey there pops, yer talkin all crazy. I'll hit you with a tranq. dart full of thorazine from the neighbor's rooftop. You little girl is gonna call me on her cell when your by the window. Again she's on a schedule, we got it all worked out. respectfully, Guy Ponying Yer Daughterdeath,as men call him, ends what they call men -but beauty is more now than dying’s when Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites flyangel2 2 #19 October 18, 2004 I'm so glad I have sons!May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds. - Edward Abbey Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites ypelchat 0 #20 October 18, 2004 Yves. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites AdrenalinJunkie 0 #21 October 18, 2004 I sense some ownage by MrHixxx Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites mouth 0 #22 October 18, 2004 Stay away from my daughters. -- Hot Mama At least you know where you stand even if it is in a pile of shit. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites RevJim 0 #23 October 19, 2004 Quote I sense some ownage by MrHixxx I sense something too.... Only it's, well, a death wish? I'm with Lisa. Stay away from my daughters. (Seriously reconsidering bringing her with to Rantoul again next year, even though she had a blast!)It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites freeflir29 0 #24 October 19, 2004 Quote...I have one that is almost 16. I've told several I have a gun and I'm not afraid to use it on them. Wow.........when does she turn 18? I also have a gun....and a vest. I'm thinking if she is your daughter she must be HOT! Speaking of young HOT chicks.....is Cliff's daughter 18 yet? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites MrHixxx 0 #25 October 19, 2004 Kick ass! I am going to Rantoul also. Wanna share a hotel room! 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Taylor610 0 #7 October 18, 2004 Hey Rev. there is a book by (I think) Bruce W. Cameron named the 10 simple rules for dating my teenaged daughters. It is hysterical and a recommended read if you have a teenage daughter. If you remember, (from the HMB you came too) I have twins, that turned 15 last week...man oh man... I have boys circling my house like buzzards over road kill. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
diverdriver 5 #8 October 18, 2004 QuoteHey Rev. there is a book by (I think) Bruce W. Cameron named the 10 simple rules for dating my teenaged daughters. It is hysterical and a recommended read if you have a teenage daughter. If you remember, (from the HMB you came too) I have twins, that turned 15 last week...man oh man... I have boys circling my house like buzzards over road kill. What? And you want to meet with me at ORD tomorrow? Who's watching the house while you're gone? Brave man.Chris Schindler www.diverdriver.com ATP/D-19012 FB #4125 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
mouth 0 #9 October 18, 2004 QuoteHey Rev. there is a book by (I think) Bruce W. Cameron named the 10 simple rules for dating my teenaged daughters. It is hysterical and a recommended read if you have a teenage daughter. If you remember, (from the HMB you came too) I have twins, that turned 15 last week...man oh man... I have boys circling my house like buzzards over road kill. LMAO...I have one that is almost 16. I've told several I have a gun and I'm not afraid to use it on them. -- Hot Mama At least you know where you stand even if it is in a pile of shit. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Taylor610 0 #10 October 18, 2004 Who cares! I'm gone, at least for a night! Man, them 2 just got their driving permits and all I hear is "Daddy can I drive?" Oh I look for the day when you hear, "Come on Daddy, let me land her this time..." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
RevJim 0 #11 October 18, 2004 Thanks everyone that replied! I found this on the net while trying to waste time between classes today, thought it was pretty good, and posted it. When I get home, I'm opening up Word, polishing it a bit to make it more relevant to me, printing it, framing it, and hanging it by my front door.... You see, I have 2 girls at home. One that is almost a teen and juuuust starting to gain interest in boys, and one that is sure to learn from the mistakes of her older sister. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BlindBrick 0 #12 October 18, 2004 Quote I have boys circling my house like buzzards over road kill. I've foudn that landmines clear that right up. -Blind"If you end up in an alligator's jaws, naked, you probably did something to deserve it." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
tunaplanet 0 #13 October 18, 2004 LOL Forty-two Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
RevJim 0 #14 October 18, 2004 Nice (read my last post) Hey, Tuna, I think Ivan hacked your system and got your password. It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Taylor610 0 #15 October 18, 2004 I've foudn that landmines clear that right up. *** Yeah, but it really pisses off the neighbors... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Zep 0 #16 October 18, 2004 Hey Pop what happens if I get her pregnant? Gone fishing Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
justaflygirl 0 #17 October 18, 2004 haha, someone who thinks like I do Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MrHixxx 0 #18 October 18, 2004 QuoteRule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up. This is no problem. I wanna come up and check out your wife too. Mommy is always a good gauge for what yer little girl is gonna look like in the future. So, I gonna need to see her to help determine if your little girl is a keeper or a one night snack. Don't be suprised if I bail on the spot if mommy is a trancedentally-sterilized boufonte-encrusted shop for a living with snack-o-saurus hips. Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them. If I am showing up to take her out, I have already checked her out patted her down. However, I will be checkin' out Mommy for pure investigative purposes. I might even take a safety sniff to make sure she is handing down good habits Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of you date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waistline. I wear my pants on the waist and they fit, so this again is not a problem as I don't show anymore man-ass than I want to see. However, if your suspenders are failing, I have a nail gun too and will use it. Rule Four: I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing some kind of “barrier method" can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you. Think again if you plan on interupting me while I pony yer little girl. She gets really pissed if we are interupted before she cums and might kill you herself. Rule Five: It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is: "early." Please, you probably have the same narrow views that were dictated to you by some fanatical sychophant that lubes rich corporate ass on AM talk radio for a living. Our date will last as long as our sex. So if ya wanna help out, stock up on porn and toys for yer little girl and I'll make sure the rest happens on time... Rule Six: I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry. Not a problem once she is trained to my special needs, no other girl will compare. An if yer gonna make me cry the way I make her cry, you'll have to do it on your knees with perfect technique. Rule Seven: As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating my daughter. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process than can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car? Don't worry, there will be no idle time with your snookums. We both have cell phones and our date will be take place with the finest precision. After all, we've been waiting all day to fuck, you think were gonna waste time? You'll have plenty of time to change the oil in your own car while I rub some oil on her. 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. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to introduce 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. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better. We really like to fuck out in the forrest, cause yer little girl likes to play tiger an be hunted. I don't know if that qualifies, but the last time we screwed in front of the retirees at the home they were routing us on so much it was hard to get into a rhythym. Again, as I stated earlier. She gets pissed if we don't get into a good rhythym. Rule Nine: Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless God of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, a backhoe, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me. Why would I lie to a guy in your shape? I also have a shotgun, a shovel and a friend with a whole pen of hogs to devour your corpse. But, my only backhoe is your little girl. You could drop a request in her comment box and maybe I'll read it. Rule Ten: Be afraid, Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. Or a fighter jet over the desert in Kuwait. When my Agent Orange or other things I have been exposed to start acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveways you should exit the car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car -- there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine. Hey there pops, yer talkin all crazy. I'll hit you with a tranq. dart full of thorazine from the neighbor's rooftop. You little girl is gonna call me on her cell when your by the window. Again she's on a schedule, we got it all worked out. respectfully, Guy Ponying Yer Daughterdeath,as men call him, ends what they call men -but beauty is more now than dying’s when Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
flyangel2 2 #19 October 18, 2004 I'm so glad I have sons!May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds. - Edward Abbey Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
AdrenalinJunkie 0 #21 October 18, 2004 I sense some ownage by MrHixxx Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
mouth 0 #22 October 18, 2004 Stay away from my daughters. -- Hot Mama At least you know where you stand even if it is in a pile of shit. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
RevJim 0 #23 October 19, 2004 Quote I sense some ownage by MrHixxx I sense something too.... Only it's, well, a death wish? I'm with Lisa. Stay away from my daughters. (Seriously reconsidering bringing her with to Rantoul again next year, even though she had a blast!)It's your life, live it! Karma RB#684 "Corcho", ASK#60, Muff#3520, NCB#398, NHDZ#4, C-33989, DG#1 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
freeflir29 0 #24 October 19, 2004 Quote...I have one that is almost 16. I've told several I have a gun and I'm not afraid to use it on them. Wow.........when does she turn 18? I also have a gun....and a vest. I'm thinking if she is your daughter she must be HOT! Speaking of young HOT chicks.....is Cliff's daughter 18 yet? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MrHixxx 0 #25 October 19, 2004 Kick ass! I am going to Rantoul also. Wanna share a hotel room! Hixxxdeath,as men call him, ends what they call men -but beauty is more now than dying’s when Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
