Steve Holt: It's just, they have this father-son triathlon and I just wanted him to do it with me. Stupid, huh?
Michael: Oh, that's a pretty tough race.
Steve Holt: Only for a wimp, a wuss, a [bleep].
Narrator: And Steve didn't mean pussycat.
Michael: Uh, Steve how'd you like to do that triathlon with me?
Steve Holt: Are you serious?
Michael: Yeah.
Steve Holt: Uncle Mike!
Michael: Steve Holt!
Narrator: Both men felt good about themselves.
Michael: Uncle Mike!
Steve Holt: Steve Holt!