When I first saw this video, I thought it was funny.
It still is funny, I suppose (and it must be a parody--I can't imagine the stuffed shirts at Mastercard approving such a thing). It's also creepy and revolting--or at least the kid is, and his comeuppance is greatly deserved. However, the father actually didn't need to step in at all; here's how a smart, savvy young woman could have handled it.
BOYFRIEND: How about a blowjob?
BOYFRIEND: Come on. Who's gonna see us at this hour? I'll return the favor.
BOYFRIEND: Please. I love you so much.
GIRLFRIEND: Obviously you don't, or you wouldn't continue to pressure me.
BOYFRIEND (beginning to sound petulant): Please.
GIRLFRIEND: What part of 'no' don't you understand? Get your whiny, entitled ass off my porch.
BOYFRIEND (goes down steps muttering to himself): Bitch. I paid $75.00 for the dinner, too.
GIRLFRIEND: I heard that. Seventy-five dollars doesn't entitle you to jack-shit. If you're that hard up, use your frakking hand. By the way? Your whiny, entitled ass and I are no longer together.
That's one video I'd love to see.