Which to be honest I think is a pretty mean way to refer to our city council, however dull they may be.
Context: Lately our ceiling has been leaking so we've put a bucket on the floor to keep all the water in one place
So I was coming down the stairs while using my phone and without looking where I was going, absentmindedly tripped over the bucket, letting the water stored go everywhere. My dad comes rushing in to see what all the noise was about because I had just made quite the ruckus. After telling him what happened, he slowly put two fingers on my neck as to check my pulse. I ask what he's doing and he replies "I'm just making sure my son is okay, he just kicked the bucket," He was very proud of himself for it and got a chuckle out of me.
