I swear I can't win. At all.
Oh fuck you, Dad. I ordered lunch for all of us, and you throw a tantrum and throw your food on the kitchen counter because I spent money. And if I had just bought food for myself I'd be a selfish bitch, right? I did it because I wanted to include you you insensitive clod, and all you ever eat are the boneless ribs. I didn't have any other menus available so the chinese one was the first one I grabbed. Silly me for wanting to buy my father lunch.