My 20 something year old niece and her husband walked by me on
  the porch a few minutes ago.* Superbowl Sunday but I was on the
  computer as usual instead of the game. As they walk by, they
  both ceremoniously bow and say, "You are truly the Wizard" I
  said "Thanks" and politely smiled.** They continued inside the
  house. I have no idea why I am the Wizard.* But it doesn't
  matter. I accept my wizard robes and staff just the same.

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