Tell Tail Signs

There’s an old adage that whatever goes around comes around. That’s why I generally try to think happy thoughts about everyone because I can’t take a chance. Unfortunately, I goofed. It seems without knowing it, I accidentally offended the "Come Around" God. Any male who has ever chased a skirt in his youth knows instinctively about the "Come Around" God. Many times I’ve said, "Baby, when are you going to ‘Come Around’". Sometimes, with the proper incantation, mixed with a modicum of "sincerity" and "promise" the "Come Around" God answers my fevered prayer. Sometimes the "Come Around" God doesn’t answer. Well you can’t "win" them all!!! Anyway, it seems that the "Come Around" God has taken "advantage" of me. I’ve three daughters that have overactive hormones and now those vile male creatures are scratching at the front door like a pack of rabid hounds. I’m having night sweats in which my dreams end with my screaming "Not With My Daughter You Don’t". Fortunately, I’ve come up with a solution. I’ve rewired the "Love" seat in the living room so it flashes a "Male Crossing" sign in my study. Any male crossing (the line) gets it in the ear. The fathers in our neighborhood think it is a good idea and as a result I’ve been manufacturing these signs in the basement like crazy!! I think I’ll start up a little business. How about calling it "Tell Tail Signs"????