When I was young, I was out courting one evening, having been invited to have the first meeting dinner with HER PARENTS, at their home. "THE DINNER" gulp!!
Well I put on my best clothes, got slicked up, watched my table manners, commented on the fabulous cooking and dessert. Every thing was going well untill we went to have coffee in the parlor. Her dad went to put a piece of wood in the chunk stove when a mouse ran out. Instinct took over, her mother let out a scream, my fiance hopped up on a chair, I grabbed off one of my shoes, threw it, nailed the mouse, killing it. "Good shot, son", her dad said, "you got the sonna of b.....", at which time her mother exploaded at hearing the words he used and I couldn't help it, I started laughing. We ened up getting married, so I don't know whether it was a good shot or not.
The Hermit