I have very few hard fast rules in life, outside of the obvious "don't put that rat poison next to the cornstarch" and "don't mix up the olive oil with the castor oil".
One hard and fast rule I have is to never date a guy named Slick. I would strongly suggest that none of you do either. I taught my daughter from the time she was eleven that was a rule to live by. Sheila did go out with a loser named Tad in high school, but even dull Tad was a far cry from Slick.
I don't care if Slick is an ex-priest or a mega-millionaire philanthropist, you should still steer clear of him. Now, you may ask, what if Slick is the name his mother gave him? How can we penalize him for using his given name?
Think about it Ladies. Do you want that woman as your Mother-In- Law?
