If you know my Uncle Bob, you know he and the Dallas Cowboys go hand-in-hand. He's loved them since he was a kid (they had football then?), and he never stopped. Family vacations were planned around games and visits to Texas Stadium. When he moved there in the early '90's he got a job with the Cowboys and the love affair continued.
All things Cowboys are held in his high regard.
He was over the other day, wearing (of course), a Cowboys shirt. He picked Nolan up and Nolan was counting the "o's" in Cowboys. UB told him to kiss the star, so Nolan did. UB threw him into the air.
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
Now, as soon as he sees UB, he yells, "Kiss the star!"
I had on a Cowboys shirt today and he wanted me to play the game. All day.
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