I like to call myself "Evil Uncle Carl," mostly because I try to slip my nephews and niece things they aren't supposed to eat. Their parents all seem to universally object, so I might have to curtail those activities. Besides, I have other actions I can take.
Like teaching Alex to dip his fries.
Something he's taken to with much abandon, apparently, including double dipping.
Or telling Christian and Bronson to touch their noses for me.
Well, I'm flying out to Utah tomorrow for a family reunion. Let's see what other devious plans I can enact while there!