The people of Germany wonder about Sex Machine here (link poached from Christopher Sharpe).
I vowed not to watch the Super Bowl when the Colts were knocked out of it but backslid and watched some anyway; and got what I deserved, a pretty blah game. And I don't remember any of the commercials.
Is finding out your daughter is on MySpace, and then reading her blog without telling her, then reading everything all of her friends have posted, as bad as reading a diary?
What about if you tell your daughter that a certain boy can only go out with her if he comes over to the house and beats me in Axis and Allies?
There are too many questions and not enough answers. Give me a shout at johnoakdalton@hotmail.com.
2 comments:
Reading your daughter's blog doesn't equate to reading her diary, because it was never intended to be private.
But, then again, the fact that I have a daugther about to become a teen may be influencing my justification here :)
Yeah the thing with a diary is that you know creepy 50 year old guys won't be reading it late at night and messaging her asking what she's wearing. As a father it's pretty much your duty to read it - or at least have you wife make sure she doesn't have her phone number on display for the whole internet to see.
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