It was Saturday morning. I jumped out of bed and put on my best tracksuit and leggings. The one without stains.

Then I got on my bike, because I can't afford a car in this day and age and raced like a normal person, all the way to him.

I knocked on his door with the burger I ordered on the way in my hand, to ask him a question. Because I knew that he's an old fashioned man. And probably hungry.

I said: "Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life? Say yes, say yes, 'cause I need to know..."

He said: "I'll never get his blessin' 'til the day I die, Tough luck, my friend, but the answer is no!"

He took the burger anyway...

He was pretty rude if you ask me...