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[Rusty PW]

My wife could!
Years ago the company I worked for had an office in the downtown area. The guys I worked with never wanted to drive over there because they couldn't parallel park. They always made me drive.
One day we were at lunch at place with a patio on the street side. My wife was coming over to meet us for lunch. There was a spot right in front of us on the street. My wife pulled up and parallel parked the car in one try, no curb rash and right where she should be in the spot. I just looked at my coworkers and didn't say a word!

When my daughter was getting her driver's license. I took her out in my 1999 Dodge 1500 4x4 regular cab short bed. Took her on all the narrow back roads I could find. Plus made her parallel park it. And turning into parking spots coming from the left and right sides. She had no problems parking that truck. Once she got her license. She would sometimes take the truck to school. Suddenly all the boys wanted to be friends with her.

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[legacy_etu]

(SNIP) Suddenly all the boys wanted to be friends with her.

So that backfired on you, huh?

Reminds me of my son and him getting his license. He failed the first time (for a stupid reason) not for parallel parking , although he could have done better. So I had him practicing in our driveway. I put down ropes on the ground and traced out very tight spots to get in. He was pretty stressed starting out but after a few days he was nailing it every time. Goes to take the test and he whips the Jeep into the parallel park spot so fast I don't think the instructor had gotten the words completely out of his mouth. Instructor looked at him and says, "looks like you've been practicing". My son said afterwards how easy the test was. Reminded him that when you practice hard for something once you need to do it it's radically easier.

 

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[Hootbro]

Maybe it does know and that is its kink?

 

[DylanM]

Ah, good times.

 

[Rusty PW]

So that backfired on you, huh?

Reminds me of my son and him getting his license. He failed the first time (for a stupid reason) not for parallel parking , although he could have done better. So I had him practicing in our driveway. I put down ropes on the ground and traced out very tight spots to get in. He was pretty stressed starting out but after a few days he was nailing it every time. Goes to take the test and he whips the Jeep into the parallel park spot so fast I don't think the instructor had gotten the words completely out of his mouth. Instructor looked at him and says, "looks like you've been practicing". My son said afterwards how easy the test was. Reminded him that when you practice hard for something once you need to do it it's radically easier.

Only had a problem with one boy. I told him that IF my daughter gets hurt in any way. I will rip that melon off his shoulders. Reach down the hole between his shoulders. Grab his balls and turn his skinny ass inside out. Then use that melon for a soccer ball and see how far I can kick it. If need be, I'll do his dad too. After that little talk. He didn't last long.

 

[Hootbro]

Only had a problem with one boy. I told him that IF my daughter gets hurt in any way. I will rip that melon off his shoulders. Reach down the hole between his shoulders. Grab his balls and turn his skinny ass inside out. Then use that melon for a soccer ball and see how far I can kick it. If need be, I'll do his dad too. After that little talk. He didn't last long.

I have been that boy that had the "talk" and also later raised a daughter. The daughters are just as culpable to their own debauchery whether we like to think of it or not about our own.

 

[Rusty PW]

This reminds me of a company picnic Elliott Turbo Machine had one year. The company would buy a few kegs of beer. But if you wanted the hard stuff. you had to bring it yourself. Someone had brought a couple of bottles of Fireball. By the time of the 4 inning of the softball game. The daylight foreman was shitfaced. We loaded him up in the bed of his truck. Drove him home. Rang the door bell and took off. Left him in his front yard. His wife wasn't happy.

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