I think that's gonna work good. I said I will quit calling her my little burnt pepperoni cause she is spicy and her wierd looking areolas. I'm gonna call her Hershey tits now cause they are long and pointy and look like chocolates when I roll over and they poke my eye. She agreed the chicken bone and chicken feet with pubic hair voodoo dream catcher things have to go. I bought different colored spray paints for her to decorate them more and got out my tackle box to tie brass swivels and hooks on them so we can take them to the bait shop for them to donate to poor kids who can't afford fishing lures like she wants. She also agreed to watch duck dynasty to help with her pretend terrets. Thanks man
