Even if she picks the nicest guy ever, you have the right, nay (lolneigh) the PRIVILEGE to terrify her boyfriend.I have the best mental image of Sweetie getting ready and the poor guy sitting in a chair while you stare him down. Oh man this needs to happen. Buy a shotgun you can clean in front of him.
I dunno. That just seems mean to be mean.
I’m sure it won’t come to that.
Not that I wouldn’t do worse if it did…
