M: Reckon you could get away with calling your kid Babe Baberson?"
J: Well, Babe Ruth was named Babe..."
M: "Yeah, and Babe, Pig in the City was called Babe".

True moments of comic genius from myself, which I feel didn't get the laughs it really deserved.

Nachos, favourite folk, fajitas, torrential rain, cupcakes, margaritas, and an amazing (self perceived) tolerance to tequila. Birthdays are so great.