OMG! "Double-dog" dared! I've been dared to do a great many things over the years, but I haven't been double dog dared since long before I was shaving. Gasp!
By the way, for you ladies, by way of clarification of the culture of young males, you can be "dared" to do something and that leaves you the choice of going along with the dare or not. Being "double dared" to do something is a little stronger challenge. You still have escape available, but your choices are quickly narrowing. However, once you get the ultimate "DOUBLE-DOG DARE" that's just about tantamount to hearing a gruff voice threatening: "Do this, kid, or you'll never see your family alive again." I mean, you HAVE to do it! I mean, unless you want some fiend to do away with you parents and siblings you don't have any choice. You gotta do it! (sigh)
I guess the jig is up. I've been double-dog dared.
Piss me off? Not a chance.
Just remember this, Deifan. It's far better to be pissed off than pissed on. Having worked at that residential treatment facility for behaviorally disturbed children, I
know whereof I speak.
Go ahead, make my day! Feeling lucky?
Ohhhh...doing your Dirty Fanny imitation, huh? All right, buddy! I'll see YOU at Homestead!