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My great-uncle Michael may seem like the conservative, reserved type . . .
. . . but he can put the 'Funky Chicken' in a coma and make the 'Moonwalk' burn up in re-entry.
This is actually a picture of my grandmother and my godmother, Maureen, crying, not an action shot of the final round, before Maureen knocked my grandmother out.
"I'm Bombed. James Bombed."
My grandmother can dance like her brother, Michael. She wore my cousin Brendan out and turned him into a 70-year old man!
My godmother Maureen and Joe, my goduncle? godfather-in-law? Something like that.