Oh, and an addendum I should've added to my previous post, but I'll post it here: During dinner Mother asked both My Father and I why I didn't help him fix the hot water, uh, thingy.  He almost chocked up his dinner, he thought it that funny.  I laughed it off and said, "Uh, not gonna happen."  But a part of me is really pissed off at My Fucking Father mocking me.  And yet ... hmmm, I don't know shit about fixing things.  So although he's an asshole, he's kind of right.

Wouldn't want to help him anyway!  (There, now I feel better!!  Viva la passive-aggressiveness!!!)