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A father's nightmare: "Dates" (Original Post)
bigtree
Feb 2013
OP
Yes, but how many fathers have a team of Secret Service agents to accompany their daughter on dates?
bluestateguy
Feb 2013
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sinkingfeeling
(51,461 posts)1. He's such a good man, husband, father, and I'm proud that I got to vote
for him twice.
bluestateguy
(44,173 posts)2. Yes, but how many fathers have a team of Secret Service agents to accompany their daughter on dates?
Imagine being some boy coming to the White House to pick up Malia for their first date. He is summoned to the Oval Office for a quick meeting with the president.
O: Hello, young man.
Boy: Hello Mr. President.
Some small talk
O: Have a good time. These men with machine guns (points to two beefy agents in sunglasses and earpieces) will be there to make sure you have a good time the correct way.
bigtree
(85,999 posts)3. lol nt.
blueamy66
(6,795 posts)4. Sounds like my Dad.
He really was a sweetheart and the softy in my house....but when a guy came to pick me up, he altered his voice, got loud, but still polite, shook the guy's hand hard and sent us on our way. I used to just roll my eyes.