A Man and His Three Daughters

There was this old neighbor of mine -- no names are mentioned to protect the innocent -- who had three daughters.
Well, this one Saturday night they all just happened to have dates. My neighbor, their father, like any other Saturday night was in the living room watching the LSU football game on the big screen television. As expected, around 9:30 one of the dates showed up, so the old man got up and went to answer the door for his daughters, (you know how women are always late.) So the old man answered the door and the young man outside politely introduced himself:

"Hello, my name is Eddie.
I am here to pick up Debbie.
We're going out to eat spaghetti.
Is she ready?"

     Well the old man said, "Yeah, she's ready."
     "Cute," he said to himself.
     Five or six minutes later the second date showed up. The man had to answer the door once again. The second date introduced himself to the father saying:

"Hello, my name is Joe.
I am here to pick up Flo.
We are going to the show.
Can she go?"

     "Yeah, she can go!" the old man replied.
     "What, are they all gonna rhyme tonight?" he said to himself.
     Finally, 15 minutes later the last date showed up, and for the last time the old man got up and answered the door. The date, like all the others, introduced himself saying:

     "Hello, my name is Chuck..."

Chuck died quickly...