advice to high school senior girls

For the purpose of simplicity, the words boy friend and fiance are 100% interchangeable.

If your boy friend lives in a trailer down the gravel road from his folk’s trailer, run like hell.

If your fiance has no ambition to attend and graduate from college, run like hell.

If your boy friend’s long term financial plan consists of you going back to school and him buying a bass boat, run like hell.

If your fiance asks you to highlight passages in the plumber’s manual to help him study for his test, run like hell.

If your boy friend plans to trade in his five year old truck for a new one while you’ll continue to be stuck in your 12 year old Lumina, run like hell.

If your fiance takes you to Walmart to pick out your wedding ring, run like hell.

If your boy friend tries to convince you the two of you can get along with one truck so he can soup up your 12 year old Lumina for the Saturday night dirt track races, run like hell.

If your fiance will eat anything as long as it’s fried, run like hell.

If your boy friend’s belly hangs over his belt in front and his crack rises above his belt in the back, run like hell.

If your fiance is proud that he owns more hats than books, run like hell.

If the longest thing your boy friend has ever read completely through is the entry form to a bass tournament, run like hell.

If your fiance has been out of high school for a year or longer and has not held the same job for over two months, run like hell.

The bottom line is... run like hell! Run like a scalded ass ape. Despite what you may think, you've got all the time in the world.