Wayne Stollings wrote:
This is true. Growing old cannot be controlled but growing UP can be and I refuse to do it ....
Typical male thinking!

I don't refuse to grow up (although, at times that's debatable) but I refuse to grow old gracefully (thankfully the family genes are good in that area)!
Wayne Stollings wrote:
My oldest son is 27 (I think

) and I still embarrass him whenever possible, but now he understands it better than when he was a teenager.
The 'rents gave up trying to embarass us girls when they hired a stripper for my sister's sweet 16 (way back in the day.. before people started being sue happy) and we all laughed about it.

Dude was from CA and so pale he could've been mistaken for an albino.
Wayne Stollings wrote:
He still talks about the time we went to dinner in an Irish Pub in Charleston, SC right as there was a shift change. The hostess seated us but the waiter was not assigned since the new hostess saw to that ...only we were already seated. After being ignored for too long I set up a tent (menu) on the table and proceeded to build a campfire by making logs from sugar packets after I emptied them. The manager caught on as I pulled my lighter out to start the campfire. Our order was taken immediately and rushed through ahead of the others and we all got a free dessert as well. My son said I was so calm he knew I was not going to light the packets, until I explained that I was going to light them and because of that I was staying calm. The manager understood that I was not emotional but had gotten a bit on the upset side, which is why we got the treatment we did. I would have easily created a very noticeable scene that the pub did not want. If you act crazy they can ignore you to a certain degree, but when you are calm it really scares them because they never know what you may do.

I've got to share that one with dad.

Wayne Stollings wrote:
I just hope he gets back from the beach soon. He borrowed my GPS navigator and his mom's convertible to go to the beach for a couple of day with his girlfriend before she moves back to California. I cannot start much until he gets back because his truck is in my way and he did not leave the keys ...

A GPS navigator and a convertible?

Sounds like trouble right there.
Didn't leave the keys. *SNORK* Did anyone tell him too?

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I know God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish he didn't trust me so much. - Mother Theresa
