dad: son, today i wana talk to you bout this thing called Unity. here, break this.
(son snaps chopstick into two with ease)
son: no sweats man.
(hands a bunch of ~20 chopsticks to son)
dad: now try this.
*crack* (son snaps the bunch of chopsticks in a single, swift twitch)
son: that was nothing, man.
(shoves son a 10-inch thick tree trunk)
dad: ......now let's see what you've got, punk.
*whackapasmash* (son pulverizes tree trunk into smitterins with a mean, clean karate chop)
son: what next, old man? this is boring.
dad: T_T |||
Moral of the story:
Don't bring up your kids too healthy. Try playing Mr. Miyagi later and they will end up kicking ur ass.
Happy birthday, daddy
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