Watching the Michigan game and the sideline reporter talks about JJ McCarthy's pregame meditation while showing a clip of him meditating by the goal post, and my dad walks in. "You know this meditation shit is a bunch of nonsense right? Imagine walking in for a surgery and seeing your surgeon doing that in the lobby" I turn round, tell him to fuck off to his room because I can't be bothered with his shit today, and he starts laughing maniacally like I'm kidding, so I grab that insolent little shit by the scruff of the neck and his belt buckle and slam him to the ground at about mach 60 - good job I aim for the ground because if I threw him upwards to the sky the radar pings would be another UAP event and delay the release of the unclassified report by at least a month. Anyway, I have to pull him out of the ground before I create fissures in the bedrock, but it turns out I was too late. My phone starts going off, US geological survey calling, they want to know if it was just me taking care of business again "yes, yes it was." The director himself congratulates me, says I've created an entirely new continental shelf. Unsurprising to be honest, so I hang up. I still need to drive the point home, so I start propagating a vibrational energy state, rapidly permeate the local spacetime fabric, while emergent quantum phenomena give me unlimited energy. The air around me starts to ionise and give off photons, my eyes glow and I start to levitate like the didactic overlord I am. I laserbeam that son of a bitch into a pile of dust with my eyeballs, but I'm still mad, it's not good enough so I take the dust and expose every last atom of it to quantum vacuum plasma with my bare fucking hands, suspending it in mid-air with intense magnetic fields, and now every last particle of him is lost to literal oblivion. I sit back down and finish watching it.

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He has ADHD which is a totally real thing leave him alone you bully