If we're sharing family stories,
@J Senpai...
I was 7 and my family all went to Disney World. Twas June, and hotter than the fifth circle of hell, so we went to Typhoon Lagoon.
My mom picks a chair to sunbathe in, and the rest of us wait in line for the Lazy River (which is essentially a glorified moat that you can float around in an inner tube to travel).
So my dad is in front of my siblings and I, and we're behind this pregnant woman. She had to be at least 8 months along, and was too pregnant to put herself into the raft. So, a group of men were lowering this woman into the raft. But, no one had the cognizance to hold the raft. So, they just kept lowering her, and the force was enough to cause the raft to drift away.
My dad was pissed after three times of this, and the following ensued:
Dad: WHAT'S THE HOLD UP!?
Her husband: She's pregnant!
Dad: WELL
I DIDN'T DO IT!
He stormed off, threw his hulking 6'3, 300 lbs self into a singular inner tube, and drifted around the curve- leaving my brother, sister, and I staring down the curve.
My sister, pale as a ghost, apologized for my dad's outburst, to which he roared, "DON'T FREAKING APOLOGIZE!"