Day Twenty-Five: We Receive "The Talk"

7/10/15, 9:26 PM PDT

Of all the awkward scenarios I can think of, I think T-Pop with Sam's mom and two of her uncles talking about how we aren't allowed to do anything that could get our relationship an "R" rating by the MPAA would be one of the higher placing ones in the "Awkward Scale."

Right up there with "Walking in on parents at their most intimate," and
"Angela getting signatures from the Gears of War people in Comic Con."

Seriously. Over a bowl of curry ramen (which is a lot tastier than it sounds) and honey brick toast, they decided that this was the perfect time for them to tell me that if I so much as touch their daughter, I would be a dead man.

It was awkward. But it was also funny because at some point, Sam's mom went into SO MUCH DETAIL that even Sam's uncles said her mom was nagging too much.

But honestly, have you seen me and Sam? We're like this in public:

It took us almost seven months before we regularly held hands in public, and
even then, the first time both of our palms were singed from the satanic unholiness.

We'll be fine, Mama Mallari. We'll be fine.

And if we do mess up, then her uncles know where I live since they dropped me off home, so I'll be a dead man soonafter.





RFotD: The only consolation about that awkwardness was that I got to eat delicious, T-Pop honey brick toast.