… and also how to know if you’re a ninja at heart.

So, last night my nephew was IMing Shawna on Facebook and it was decided that, while it is normally mean to call someone a punk, it is quite alright to call me a punk. Just in case any of you have been hesitating to do so.

In retaliation for this decision, I sent a text to my vowel-challenged nephew and called him a punk back. And then he replied to me. And, where there should have been comprehension, there was a contorted expression of WTF all over my face. We actually had to go to Urban Dictionary to decipher part of his text. It was at that point that I realized that, no matter how many times I get carded at R-rated movies, I am officially an old fuck.

A few minutes ago, I glanced at the phrase “Kill Fungus” and saw “Kung Fu.” It was then that I realized that, no matter how much of an old fuck I am, I’m still a super-stealth ninja, lean, mean and ass-kickin’.