Ok all you ladies, I don't know about ya'll, but here in the Dieckman household.... sometimes getting a little chicka chicka waaant waaa gets as difficult as climbing Mt. Everest. Between children, work,stress,and just plain old life it just doesn't happen as often as it should. But I refuse to take all the blame for the lack of action in our bedroom. Believe me I am not asking for candle light, rose petals and soft music to get things going every single time. Understanding that ya'll men tend to be very visual, I understand that the faded flannel jammies aren't exactly libido revving material, so when you reach over to hug and kiss good night and low and behold you feel something silky and slick, its a pretty certain deal your fixin to get ya some......... So why in your wildest imagination would you pull the covers over our head fart like you have never farted before giggle like a godamn school girl and dare to look so surprised when we punch you dead ass on in your stomach, jump out of bed and look at you like you have 3 heads, green skin and a weeny from something out of a science fiction movie. sigh......end result..... no chicka chick want waa for you Mr.fartpullthecoversovermyheadbuttheadDieckman.