My daughter wanted me to be downstairs at my workbench cleaning my Mossberg Persuader when she brought her boyfriend, now husband and father of three with her, to meet me. I heard them in the garage...she said “Well, go on!”...he said “ I don’t wanna” she said “Pussy!” ....next thing he comes in an sees me with the Persuader and said hello to me....I forget what came next and I’m sure he didn’t ....I remember the day he asked me about marrying her..I told him it was okay with me, but if he ever hit her I would kill him....so far, so good. He’s now the proud father of my three beautiful grand daughters and understands why I told him what I did.
True story. My best friend from childhood went to pick up a girl at her parents house. My friend,6’3”, 210#, the son of competition shooter on the United States Army Rifle Team, and at 20 already had two years as a United States Marine, walked into the house to find dad cleaning his shotgun. Dad of course made the stupid macho posturing, and my buddy leaned over, put one hand on the shotgun, the other hand on dad’s shoulder and said, “I know you love your daughter, so you get one free threat. Make another and I’ll make you eat this thing right here in your kitchen. Don’t even think for minute that you’re the badass in this room. Semper Fi” They’ve been married for 22 years now, and dad still hates him.