When I was a kid, I asked my dad if he believed in superheroes.

He just looked at me, grunted, and said, 'Only the ones who change tires, conquer spreadsheets, and occasionally grill a perfect burger.' Then he ruffled my hair, and for a second, I thought I saw his cape.

For Father's Day, I wanted to give my dad a gift that perfectly captured his grill-master status and his knack for puns.

So I got him a new spatula, and he immediately flipped a burger and declared, 'This party is really *flippin'* awesome!'

I bought my dad a new smart grill for Father's Day, thinking it would take his grilling skills to the next level.

Now he just uses it to prove to the neighbors that he can cook a perfect steak at 6:04 AM.

I got my dad a smart thermostat for Father's Day so he wouldn't have to keep getting up to adjust the temperature.

Now he just stands in front of it, explaining why his 'gut feeling' about the room's temperature is more accurate.