Got my dad a couple gifts and headed over to the house to grill. He decided to pay me back for being a good son by handing me an L. He was grilling hot dogs and sausages, while I was set to do the hamburgers and pork chops later. I watched as he did his typical move, which is to basically nearly burn everything because that's what black people do with meat. I don't eat hotdogs but I was sitting there like damn, I might not even get to eat a sausage because it's gonna be trash. After a few minutes he got a phone call so he sat down. I decided that I'd head to the grill and start taking things off...
Right as I had the tongs in my hand and opened the grill my mom magically appeared behind me and was like "Phoenix why did you burn all that meat? Come on, that's not how you grill. Maybe I should have grilled this stuff instead..."
I turn around and my dad is in the background trying his hardest not to bust out laughing
