The Golden Platypus

My night involving dinner at home with the parents...

*is presented with very very charred meat*

Me: "Are you serious? It's freaking destroyed!"

Dad: "It's cooked fine, just eat it"

*walks into kitchen and places 2 slices of bread into the toaster, deliberately burning them. Brings them out to Dad*

Me: "Here, eat this"

*Dad gets a little shitty*

Dad: "Don't waste things like that"

Me: "It's cooked fine though, just eat it"

I rest my case