Oh, I forgot one other.....this came up just last week in fact.
While at the dinner table, my daughter was explaining all the virtues of her new boyfriend, even ones I dont care a flip about. Yeah, you know, "oh, and he has really nice wavy brown hair, and blue eyes, and even has muscles on his eye lashes".
After rambling on and on and I began to run green bean races around my plate out of boredom,(I aint rude, but once she gets that dizzy look on her face I could recite the Gettyburg address in my fruit of the looms while dancing the Cha Cha with a shaved cat on the table and she wouldn't notice) and just as we narrowly missed a fatal crash as #2 left the pit area and traded paint with #6, she finished off with, "oh, and daddy, he likes to cut wood too!"
My wife turned to me after noticing my head come up and the number three green bean died in the back stretch of lap six and said, "Well, guess he is alright in your book then eh?"
Yeah, maybe. Depends if he has enough sense to run a Husky I guess.