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.)
