Cuts like a knife

...the pain in my neck, that is. And SPEAKING of pains in the neck, about my husband. [Insert rimshot here]

No, actually, not only am I incredibly grateful for Gus, and not only was he very sweet for my birthday weekend, doting on me and whatnot, but he's the kind of guy you can buy knives. That is, he's the kind of guy you can buy knives and not worry that some day he's going to chase you around the house with them. Which doesn't seem like something you'd have to be worried about, but...