Reminds of when my daughter was dating, the first time a new boyfriend would came by to pick her up, I would be cleaning my shotgun. I had a target, that I had purposely shot low from about 10 yards. It struck the man shaped target right in the nether region. I would engage the young man in conversation, and pull out the target, and complain about how my shot gun was shooting low, and ask him if he had any suggestions for correcting it?
My wife and daughter tried to tell him that I was just trying to intimidate him, but we had no grandchildren until my daughter had been married for 3 years, so I guess the idea stuck.
