Originally posted by bordom
Ya it will be kinda tense... but good over all. Thanks for the positive words 😄
I see this is a rather difficult matter concerning parents, so I won't make you get in to it here. Just know that if you need some understanding, you're not alone in that.
Not lets smile agian!
Ok, here is one then (it's a long one, so sit back!):
There are 3 guys on a safari in the jungle: a smart but skinny guy, a average dude and a big but dumb guy.
All off a sudden they stumble across a village of natives!
they are invited in with most respect by the village's inhabitants and are led before the chief; the local ruler.
'Well' the chief says 'You 3 have came to visit us at a most appropriate moment!' 'Because the fact is that my daughter is available for engagement at this very moment, but so far none of my subjects have met the requirements, maybe one of you has what it takes to marry my beautiful daughter!'
The chief calls his daughter forth, and all 3 off the visitors are amazed by her beauty and grace, and all 3 are most willing to apply for the job as her husband.
'I am the ruler of this land, and the man who will have my daughter as his wife must pass some difficult tests!'
The 3 safari-ans are already far too much in love to back up and agree to take the tests....
'Very well!' The chief says.. 'In that case I have 3 tents ready for you:
one contains 3 barrels of rum, and you must drink it all to prove yourself a man. If you succeed, the next tent contains 4 grizzlybears, which you must slay, and all of them must be dead before you get out! And for the finale, the third tent contains 10 women who must all be sexually satisfied before you come out, for I want my son-in-law to know business! If you feel up to this series of tests, step in line!!'
All 3 of the guys agree and the game is on! The Skinny smart-ass dives into the rum-tent, drinks one barrel and chokes to death....
'Now that is a shame, next!' The chief calls out.
The average guy goes into the rum-tent, and manages to drink all 3 barrels! After that he staggers into the bear-tent and it takes only a minute before his bloody and very dead carcass is throw out by the bears...
'So long for number 2' the chief smiles 'Still up for it big boy?' the chief asks the big bumb-ass
'Hell Yeah!' He replies, and the big guy runs into the rum-tent, drinks all of it and disappears into the bear-tent... From in there horrible sounds of slaughter rise up! Blood and fur splash out of the tent's gate, along with inhuman and ferocious screams!
After half an hour the big dumb-ass climbs out of the tent and asks trough bloody and drunken lips; 'Now, where are those 10 women I'm supposed to slay...'