I am an uncle, though this is not a new feeling for me, as I’ve been one before. I’ve also been 2 through 32, and I turn 33 in March.

“Mr. Bass, would you say you fish a lot? Or do you prefer strumming stringed ins…”

“I’m so OCD that I sort the sort ofs out from the maybes.”

“I think we should keep politics out of church, and back in hell where it belong…”

“You haven’t lived until you’ve wiped your ass with a pile of sand. Toilet paper…”