The Rules

Ah, the joys of having daughters…

A Simple, Village Undertaker

The Rules For Dating My Daughters...Thanks to Carla.

If you have a short attention span, simply read the last six words of rule six, which sums up all the rules very nicely.

On more than one occasion, I have used those six words shortly after being introduced to a young man, prowling around my home. Simple, yet especially effective when combined with the amendment to rule nine. You mess with have to deal with me.  You do not want to exercise that option. You mess with them…you have to deal with me. You do not want to exercise that option.

Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk, you’d better be delivering a package, because you’re sure as hell 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…

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