Real mean like, I‘ll bark out, “Pardon me, what did you say?” even though I heard the young man just fine. After he repeats himself, I will calmly reply, “Of course! I am starving for popcorn and lots of candy. You know, I really like a large root beer with a movie. Just a minute while I get my coat and my amateur-gold-gloves- boxing ring, I got for being state champ in college.”
Other good one-line questions I plan to ask are a as follows:
“Young man, do you have a job?” “No? Oh, you must be a blossoming entrepreneur and running your own business from your bedroom on the side.” “What? No!” “Well then, you must be a missionary to a third world impoverished country.” “No?” “Then I think you got the wrong house.”
Another question would include, “Do you have a grave stone?” When they answer, “No,” with their lips quivering, I will respond, “You will need one, if you try to kiss my daughter.”
All of this, of course, is not just limited to the young men that come to my door. Hey, I was almost kissed by a girl when I was in grade four. If it had not been for those fast legs of mine and two cents of wits, I would have fallen prey to the kiss of a girl, with some good luck, she closed her eyes and tried to lay that kiss on me, and I ran like the wind.
The next line of questioning would be, “So how many head of cattle do you have?” If they reply with a bit of shock, “I have none.” “None?” I will repeat. “Well for your info, Sonny boy, I had 5 head of cattle by the time I was 16 years old and you say, you have none? You sure have some work to do. This isn’t starting out so good for you, is it?”
I am also fully aware that my sons need to be gentlemen from the get-go to and treat a lady right by throwing their good coat over the mud puddle lays in front of there young lady. There isn’t going to be a shorthand from me, on them when it comes to treating a lady right. By Nakia Mast