Step One: Get on national TV. Say, the Knicks-Trail Blazers game. Bonus points if you're a silver fox.
Step Two: Start going in. Wiggle around a bit. Really be aggressive.
Step Three: Go back at it. Finish the damn job.
Step Four: Inspect your findings. Raise your eyebrows in appreciation. "Damn. Who knew THAT was in my nostrils?"
And finally, Step Five: Wink.
Let's say it right now: this man is a legend. He is a hero. I don't know who he is, or what he wants, but I do know that I want to meet him one day, and probably give him a fist bump, because I'm not sure about shaking that hand.
