I Need Me One of Them There Space Thing-a-ma-bahbs

Wait, no.  Eldest Daughter, Middle Daughter, Youngest Daughter... sheesh.  I will really need a whole array of orbital death options for when these girls start dating.  It will cost a pretty penny, I'm sure, but you know what?  I am quite all right with that.

A kiss on the hand may be quite continental, but orbital nuclear death rays are a Dad's best friend.

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