My thing with anger is as follows: If I am yelling, glaring, and snapping I'm probably just grouchy. If I am clenching teeth, avoiding looking directly at you but speaking forcefully I'm angry. If you see tears and I'm not talking, it's time to get the smurf out because I've come to the point where I can no longer restrain myself. I've only been there once in the past couple of years and when I was there I got into a fist fight with my sister.

I was pretty ashamed later.

You hush, Shlup!