Danny: Well, Mike. I'm here to ask you if I can marry your daughter.
My Dad: Really? (surprised)
My Dad: Is she pregnant?
Danny: Wow. Good question. No.
My Dad: Huh. Well okay then. Cool.
Touching, no? Try to hold back the tears despite that genuinely tender moment.
|My Dad and Danny after learning that I was not |
knocked up with a bastard child.