Paul Sorvino, Father Of The Year
You messa wid my daughtah, I shoota you face
Actor Paul Sorvino's daughter, Amanda, called him in the middle of the night on the 3d of January, saying that her boyfriend, Daniel Snee, was pounding on her hotel room door and threatening to kill her. According to Amanda Sorvino, Snee had previously threatened both her and her father "if he ever got in the way."
And Daddy Sorvino most certainly did show up... and packin' heat. Luckily for Snee, the police showed up shortly thereafter.
And good for Paul Sorvino. As a father, I can guarantee that if my daughter were to ever call me in the middle of the night saying that someone was pounding on her door and threatening to kill her, you can bet that Daddy Caveman would show up with his .12 gauge club, posthaste.
Any parents disagree with me?
You messa wid my daughtah, I shoota you face
Actor Paul Sorvino's daughter, Amanda, called him in the middle of the night on the 3d of January, saying that her boyfriend, Daniel Snee, was pounding on her hotel room door and threatening to kill her. According to Amanda Sorvino, Snee had previously threatened both her and her father "if he ever got in the way."
And Daddy Sorvino most certainly did show up... and packin' heat. Luckily for Snee, the police showed up shortly thereafter.
And good for Paul Sorvino. As a father, I can guarantee that if my daughter were to ever call me in the middle of the night saying that someone was pounding on her door and threatening to kill her, you can bet that Daddy Caveman would show up with his .12 gauge club, posthaste.
Any parents disagree with me?
12 Comments:
The father-daughter relationship is a special one. My dad died when I was 15, but I remember one or two choice lessons he took the time to give me on how to protect myself...
*grins*
BTW it didn't include guns, but I made up for that by joining the rifle and pistol club at the Polytechnic I attended later!!
As the father of three girls, I'm down with you !!!
Plus, I'm 47, and mine are still pre-school age, so by the time this becomes a real issue, I'll be in my mid 60's with very little to lose.... Pity the punk who tries to mess with one of my kids. Ever.
My hat is off to Mr. Sorvino.
Amen. I've always said that if anyone ever hurt one of my kids the case wouldn't make it to trial if you know what I mean.
I have daughters and granddaughters. Pity the man who hurts them. If he lives, it's unlikely he will ever copulate again.
I hope I'm giving my dad too little credit here, but I'm thinking he would have just told me to call the cops or done it. He doesn't even own a gun, so his response would probably be "What do you think I can do about it?"
That said, he would have made full use of restraining orders if the need arose when I was still in his custody. I guess he's just not a Cavedad. :-/
Ibid and ditto.
But I wouldn't show up packing heat. I'm a sword guy myself. But that's just me.
...a 12-ga is so messy.
Much better: a neat, clean, .357Mag round through the, ah, gonads.
One hole in perp, one hole in wall.
If I'm ever blessed with a daughter I would probably use a 2X4 since I don't own a gun since I really don't want to use my fist and get the skin of my knuckles to come off as I'm pounding away at the malcontent.
But first of all, I would hope that I raised my daughter well enough so that she wouldn't be in a situation such as this posting.
Blowtorch and a pair of pliers. Ear protection would be nice but not essential.
I'd show up with an out-of-tune acoustic guitar and start wailing away from Haugen & Hass' Greatest Hits.
No jury would ever convict me, although the U.N. might demand a tribunal.
-J.
I'm sure you have probably seen Mr Yoest's 10 simple rules for dating my daughters. If you haven't, I think you'd enjoy the list :-)
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