Woman Bread: Wendy, you be home early. That new boyfriend of yours is a bad seed.
Boyfriend Bread: Man, you grainparents are so lame.
I remember being young and single, meeting a new date’s parents for the first time, shaking her father’s hand and he saying “Pleased to meet you” when he was really thinking “I know what you want to do with my daughter, and if you do, I’ll strangle you.”
Grainparents! Love it!
Too bad he can’t butter up those crusty old folks, instead….
But he’s young, and feeling his oats.
When he’s a little older he might rise to the occasion.
He’s not in that mold.
Sure, kids his age like to loaf a bit..
they still knead to grow up.
But… corny as it sounds, he’s wheat on her….
and she thinks he’s the best thing since…..
well…. since sliced bread.
He just wants her for a sandwich.
There’s something gone a-rye here.
He just doesn’t seem well-bread to them, maybe a little seedy.
Dan has a rye sense of humour..
Its a crumby situation.
I’m pretty sure the relationship will go stale.
The “upper crust” has been defined as a bunch of crumbs stuck together by their own dough.