Wow, you guys ARE old fashioned. Keep one foot on the floor constantly to maintain your chastity.You will have to ask my dad if it is okay for us to share a cave.
Never mind, your Dad's gonna be chaperoning.
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Asking her father
- Thread starter MAJOR METAL
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Never mind, your Dad's gonna be chaperoning.
Man, sometimes I feel like I'm looking in a mirror reading your posts.
I could've written exactly this 10 years ago... perfectly matches my story except she was 16 and I 18 when we met, and married at 21 and 23.
Cheers!
Your hypotheticals were all answered early and often. If there is some problem with the relationship with the father, you just don't ask.
There. Problem solved, easy.
Some traditions are traditions because they are known to promote stable families and thus a stable society. If we threw out all the traditions, we'd be just running around, looking to have sex with any women that were in the right time of their cycle for the sole purpose of impregnating them, then going off to live amongst ourselves and fight each other to the death for the right to breed again......just like animals.
Now that may sound like fun to some of you, but society would collapse into barbarism in one generation.
Now that may sound like fun to some of you, but society would collapse into barbarism in one generation.
Someone mentioned the father walking his daughter down the aisle. Funny story about "giving away" the daughter...
When my oldest daughter was married I offered them the use of my classic Corvette to drive away from the church. Before the ceremony I slipped my son-in-law the keys. When my daughter and I reached him at the end of the aisle and I handed her over, we shook hands and I said "Take good care of her." He sheepishly and eagerly stuttered, "Yes, yessir, ye.." I said, "Not her you dolt the CAR the CAR!!"
Man, talk about objectifying women! Haha, go ahead and rip me up, we all got a huge laugh out of it...
When my oldest daughter was married I offered them the use of my classic Corvette to drive away from the church. Before the ceremony I slipped my son-in-law the keys. When my daughter and I reached him at the end of the aisle and I handed her over, we shook hands and I said "Take good care of her." He sheepishly and eagerly stuttered, "Yes, yessir, ye.." I said, "Not her you dolt the CAR the CAR!!"
Man, talk about objectifying women! Haha, go ahead and rip me up, we all got a huge laugh out of it...
I have NEVER looked to have sex for the sole purpose of procreating.
My wife wanted all these dang kids. All I wanted was the sex...
I have NEVER looked to have sex for the sole purpose of procreating.
My wife wanted all these dang kids. All I wanted was the sex...
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Man, sometimes I feel like I'm looking in a mirror reading your posts.
I could've written exactly this 10 years ago... perfectly matches my story except she was 16 and I 18 when we met, and married at 21 and 23.
Cheers!
That mirror gets bigger and clearer, Chris....we got engaged when we were those ages.
We got married when I was 23 and she was 21.
Wow this is getting creepy. If should have been more accurate; we actually met when she was 16 and I 17... about a week before my birthday...
When my sister was getting married, I negotiated with my now brother in law and we settled on 2 chickens. They've been married for better than 20 years, and I still haven't seen a chicken. (Family gatherings are a hoot!)
Wow this is getting creepy. If should have been more accurate; we actually met when she was 16 and I 17... about a week before my birthday...
I started dating her, technically, when I was sixteen. I met her near the end of October, my 17th birthday was November 20th. I usually just say I was 17 because it was right around my birthday that I asked her if she wanted to be my girlfriend and not just a "date".
You can't make this stuff up, ha ha. Sometimes it's hard to remember exact ages or years for things, considering I turned 40 last November and she's been my one an only since the fall of 1990.
It depends. My gals culture actually uses dowries still. It may not be the 18th century but cultural mores are an important part for me ( and, indeed, a point of attraction if I'm honest ). I DID ask, and would again. I rather liked the entire process but I'm a romantic bastard 
You know, going through the thread again, it seems You're at least half right.
But that was before anyone who's not on board with the tradition in question where called out as being spineless, disrespectful, brainwashed-by-feminism ******** who are nothing but a waste of space. Funny how that can spark further discussion, isn't it?
Went to Moe's Southwest grill last night. Burrito and a big old batch of nachos.
