Well, disconnect her (?) from the Internet and reboot to factory specs. But if you hear, “What are you doing, Dave?” be REALLY quick about it.
I am hoping that this is a relatively valid method of assessment. I am a better father to my daughter than I have ever been anything else.
But he MUST have cheated by winning all those votes! It’s just nor fair!
As gooda method as any!
Next lesson: Venn diagrams.
Wasn’t his reign supposed to be restored last Friday?
I used to have this roommate from Trinidad, a truly beautiful woman named Sabrina (her real name, and her real-life last name, which I will not reveal, was similarly provocative) who was an “exotic dancer” at one of the clubs in D.C. She was (probably still is but I haven’t seen her in about 22 years now) Black but she would have me take her to a tanning salon in Georgetown once a week or so, and when she came out she would always reveal to me her tan lines — a treat I looked forward to with great relish because she never wore a bra.
She was a GREAT roommate! She simply adored my daughter, a Down syndrome girl (who, back then, I only had every other weekend), she always paid her rent on time (usually in a pile of $1 bills), and she would frequently (more days than not) bring her work friends over. Good times!
This strip makes the “trophy wife” thing seem so much more attractive than I had heretofore thought.
I know a LOT of guys who would have found such an invitation to be almost excessively enticing.