[Heather turns to the other girl with an expression that would suggest Claire had just suggested the remote possibility of Mr. Rogers enjoying a night of kinky S&M with Adolf Hitler.]
Dude, he's my DAD.
He frowns disapprovingly at bikini magazines and Hooters restaurants. Whenever something involving scantily-clad twenty-somethings came on the TV back home, he just sighed about kids were getting less and less innocent and how sad it was that the media was setting such a bad example for impressionable young people.
If he saw HER, he'd just have an aneurysm over how low society has gotten.
Don't even talk about that!
[Fun fact: you know how some people get pissy when you talk about their mom? Heather is that way with her dad. You've been warned.]
*BLAM*
[Heather turns to the other girl with an expression that would suggest Claire had just suggested the remote possibility of Mr. Rogers enjoying a night of kinky S&M with Adolf Hitler.]
Dude, he's my DAD.
He frowns disapprovingly at bikini magazines and Hooters restaurants. Whenever something involving scantily-clad twenty-somethings came on the TV back home, he just sighed about kids were getting less and less innocent and how sad it was that the media was setting such a bad example for impressionable young people.
If he saw HER, he'd just have an aneurysm over how low society has gotten.
Don't even talk about that!
[Fun fact: you know how some people get pissy when you talk about their mom? Heather is that way with her dad. You've been warned.]