My daughter recently had a birthday, and I was reminded of how quickly she is growing up. Just a few weeks ago she was just a baby, and soon — sooner than I want to admit — she’ll be a teenager. I’m not looking forward to those days because I know some loser punk is going to try to taker her out, and I’m just going to embarrass her, even though I won’t be trying to.
What About You?
Do you like to clean your shotguns in the evenings, right around the time your daughter’s dates arrive? What’s your best daughter’s boyfriend story? Let us hear it in the comments!
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