That is awesome. Now...later...when I'm mowing the grass and shaking my butt I'll have to explain to my wife why I am singing the milshake song in my head. That will lead to an arguement. She will determine that I have decided to play for the "other team". I'm not saying that is wrong or right......I will admit to her that yes I am a hugger after a few beers but by no means have lost my man card. She will not be convinced. I will attemp to convince her in the garage. She will be unswayed by my charm. We will fight further. I will resort to plying her with cold beer and reassurences, then charm, back to the garage, and again a slap in the face. Eventually she will take the kids, live with her parents, and I will be sleeping in a tent down by the river.
Happy now!!!