“You draw my boobs too saggy,” the Wife said. “Draw them perkier. They should always be perky in the comic, regardless of how they end up in real life.”
I have no explanation beyond the fact that they are mighty fine boobs.
I love me some sci-fi, but it is bizarre how every alien species always follows basic humanoid patterns. I mean, why would alien ladies even need boobs?
The epic conclusion! The wife finally figures out how to get my attention.
Yes, this would work. Yes, she would try it. Truly, I married the best person ever.