We were working on a family night craft and Bill was being the glitter Nazi. Fussing over glitter getting in the cracks of the table or on the floor. I suggested that it was just glitter not toxic waste and a little bit of glitter in the house wouldn't hurt anyone. I joked that he better watch out, next time he falls asleep we are going to give him a glitter mustache. He preempted us and made one himself.