There are no words, including the four letter ones, that do this man any justice. Andy is an enigma smothered in pepper jack cheese and quite possibly the best thing to come out of Missouri since Brad Pitt's taint. Andy's swag is 10 better than infinity and is the only person I know that weaves his own ascots out of his own silky back hair (seen above). Cheers to you Mr. Phipps, you win.