the quirky uncle.

As an uncle myself, I look forward to the occasions that will warrant bringing out this monstrosity; birthdays, Christmases, graduations, funerals. (Don't worry, my niece and nephew will long outlive me. As will my grandparents at this rate.)

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I very nearly called this the music teacher because they too exude a tragic energy, one that screams "I'm different!" and "please don't forget about me!" I went for the quirky uncle in the end because I figured they are more relatable. Like, there are definitely more uncles than there are music teachers. (Best sentence ever?)

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Not a terrible sweater this. Lovely and big and in good condition. It's thin but heavy because of the wool I guess?

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Sorry I didn't make many jokes with this one. I'm tired and pretty sick of writing about sweaters now. I haven't done anything else for days and may have gone a bit mad.