Suburban World
When you wield the tongs at your July 4 BBQ roll +dad. On a 7-9 pick one, on a 10+ pick all three.
* You don’t clack them together like some kind of barbequing crab-man
* You don’t pinch the webbing between your thumb and forefinger
* You notice the troubling chunk of dessicated …meat?…stuck to it before anyone else does.
6?
Harm as established.
Oh man, that first one is just a throwaway, come on!
I’d have thought inherent “Dad”-ness was a penalty in this type of situation.
No way! Dads can only achieve their Final Form when they’re armed with tongs, meat and open fire.