[Kenna]

Telling a friend about a mutual friend's fiasco involving two fishing rods, a bunch of tangled fishing line, a car trunk that was too small to fit the big fishing rod, one grandkid that had just about pushed his limit, two fish hooks....
and the end result of "Pap" with three holes in his hand (thanks to the kid yanking on the line as "Pap" was trying to untangle things), me running to get his pocket knife to free things up, then parts of the fishing poles in the trunk and other parts in the front seat, and a grandkid that was told to never bring fishing poles again....Pap was not a very happy Pap.
And telling this story to a friend that knows Pap well, and knows Pap never raises his voice or gets peeved with his grandkids.