thats fucked up, ive thought about when thats gonna happen to me, and ive dreaded every moment of it, not even married and not even thinking about kids, but im sure im gonna be the dude to have a daughter and have someone like me prance through the door "hey mr combs!!" *im going to choke this guy with his own intestines* and then ive always thought that a little translator is gonna go off in my head, completely by itself
"so where are you kids going tonight?" "well mr combs we are going to the movies" (im going to have your daughter whack me off in the car and then recooperate in the theatre while i tell her to shut her mouth) ".........what are you going to do after that?" "well mr combs im going to driver her back home" (im gonna ride that bitch like the fuckin wind and then leave you w/ a horse riddin hard and put up wet) "im gonna fucking kill you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "what did i say mr combs?!?!?!" *choked to death*
