So Mr. T is trying to finish up the last of the green bathroom remodel, which involves a great deal of grunting and swearing as he tries to connect the sink pipes. Mr. T is ordinarily a slow-tempered, easygoing type, but he was not winning the Bolt-Turning Battle.
Mr. T: AUUUUGHHHH! GUUUUUUUUUH!
Silence. More turning, more grunting, then a snap.
Mr. T: FUCK!!!
The Kid: Vuck? Daddy, what's vuck mean?
Me: Yeah, Daddy, what does that mean?
Mr. T: It, uh, has to do with the sink.
Later, Mr. T walks by, shoulders drooping, to turn the water back on.
Me: How ya doin? Get your vuck on yet?