I had the television on last week just for background noise when I was ambushed by "Father of the Bride". Like everyone else, I've seen the movie multiple times: Trying to score points on a date, the obligatory viewing with my fiancee and her parents just before the big day. No big deal, just a tolerable, light-hearted comedy.Not this time.
You never really watch that movie until you're a dad. I'm not sure if I cried multiple times or never really stopped ...just two hours of blubbering mess. Elliott's just 2-years-old, and already I find myself stricken with fear of the day that some jackass comes and messes up our cozy family. Laugh if you must (I would), but watch out guys, one day you'll have a daughter, too, and will hopefully be too smart to write publicly about what happened the day you got ambushed by a chick-flick.
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How very sweet. I bet you got some good action from the Mrs. for that one.
Are you kidding?!?!
I couldn't let her see me like that. I was watching the movie ALONE. Every time she came into the room I had something in my eye.
But if you're suggesting that this could get me laid, perhaps I've been all wrong in my approach...
I seriously do. It is like the statement, "I'm a virgin". Some switch is flipped & they are ready to go to town! So if shedding a tear at a touching chick flick doesn't do the trick, tell her you're a born-again virgin.
I sympathize with you.....
Things like that make me terrified to have a daughter. Especially one as cute as yours.
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