Well I just got back. Drove over there and talked to him. He certainly is a lot nicer than what I've heard about him.
I got my button up shirt on and drove my dads truck instead of my beater.
Shook his hand, give him my little speech. His response "I like you L, I am going to give you 1 chance. If I hear anything iffy of any sorts or I find out something I don't like. I will beat your a$$ so hard you won't remember your own name." then he smiled and shut the door.
I think that went well?
ROFL. I can hear you walking back to your car ... "OK. That went well." I think he was having a good time with you. I've done that sort of thing with my goddaughters' (both of 'em) boyfriends. You know, "I'm Janie's godfather, you know. You and I are going to have a little talk." This after their dad did the same thing. It's a laugh riot. The tough part is keeping them out of sight of their girlfriend giggling in the kitchen.