You know...

You know I'm all man right?

That I'm hairy?

and that I sweat?

and I stink when I do?

and I burp,?

and I fart?

and they stink worse than a 10 day old dead skunk sometimes?

and that I enjoy a fine Bourbon on occasion when the weather turns cool?

and I like a cigar on occasion?

and other things in moderation that I don't plan on giving up?

And that if you start blabing on and on about curtians and paint colors and other such bullshit that I don't care about in the least I'm just going to look you right in the eyes and laugh at you and go riding

cause I couldn't care less?

Thats why I say do what ever you want to do the house, make it feel like yours.

Cause I really don't care.

The only thing I care about is you being with me in our house.

You know all of this right?

and you still love me Lucy?

How awesome is that?

How can I refuse that?