I'd like to say a few things about my aunt Phyllis. First of all, she covers all her furniture in plastic, and she won't let you use the soap or towels in the bathroom, there is just a big ole bar of ivory under the sink. And you have to wipe your hands on your pants. And whenever we go to McDonalds, she always wants to know what the fish is like. And I always have to say, It's square fish Phyllis! OK!