Got da wrath

I thought the only things I got from my dad were my big eyes and my last name. Apparently I have something else - his angry genes.

Meet my dad and his wrath attacks. These are two just from last week:

Wrath attack 1

Wrath attack 2

(Note: He did put an ad giving away a dog, but he forgot)

And here’s why I’m sure that my usual bad temper is now falling into the category of wrath attacks (the one in the pink shirt is my mom):

Wrath attack 3

Honestly, I don’t want to become my father. It seems inevitable though, I just need a semi bald head and a willie.

Are you in a way becoming like your parents as you grow up? If so, is it in a good or a bad way?

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