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Originally Posted by TAFKAS
Damn, my pops did the same thing!
My mom had a different approach. Her exact words. "Listen, you want to spend some time with a girl. You know, and you want your privacy your father and I understand that. Just check in to a hotel room for a night...but be sure to charge it to the family credit card so I can get frequent flyer miles"
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My dad asked me if I knew what rubbers were back when I was like 11...
I responded with "They're what you and mom use when you put your dresser in front of the door so we can't get in"...
He died laughing and realized "the talk" probably wasn't necessary.