It’s Father’s day, and for some reason my mind started chewing on stuff he used to say when he was mad.
"What were you thinking?" (Seriously I never thought of the outcome—I just did stupid stuff.)
"Do you enjoy being grounded?" (What answer did he expect?)
"Do you think I’m stupid?" (Um...I was doomed no matter what I answered in this case, so I just blinked rapidly and looked like the stupid one.)