Garret:  “Son. You don’t need me to tell you. When you finally find that special ‘one’, you want to reel ‘er in. And then fillet her, dip her in batter and serve ‘er up with some chips and malt vinegar.” 

Clive: “Dad,  that’s the worst analogy to dating I’ve ever heard.” 

Garret: “Who said anything about analogy? I was talking about actual fish.  Now women, on the other hand… they’re kinda like fish in a way…”

Clive: “No, Dad… just. No. ”  

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