It was a Sunday evening and you were out for getting ready for dinner with your family. You’d invited your boyfriend, Jack, over for the first time.

Your father, Darren was very judgmental and wouldn’t hide it, so this had to go perfectly.

The doorbell rings and he opens the door to see your boyfriend empty-handed and wearing a sweatsuit.

“I guess you don’t know what a bouquet is, huh? Shoes ain’t even tied.”

Your sister, Jasmine, was already laughing.