My daughter is going to be 18 in a few days. I trained myself long ago to just look her friends in the eye, smile in a fatherly way and pick up a book or something. Few things sadder than an old dude getting fired up over his children's friends. Disturbing too. I avoid even taking a peek at the bellies they show these days with those low riders and skimpy tops. Don't want to be the freaky Dad dude.
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And now to disengage the clutch of the forebrain ...
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