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First Date
"Well, Dad?" she asked. "You've never looked more beautiful, sweetheart." He turned to the other nervous teen. "Remember: my little girl looks just like this when she gets home, or I'll need a new baseball bat. Have fun." In the car, the boy asked, "He's kidding, right?" "Ask the first boy who whistled at me."
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