Lindsey, you’re my wife. As my wife, if I were to ask you to do something for me…something that I consider to be vital to my continued existence…you’d do it, right? That’s what being married is all about, right? Well, I want you to break every bone in my body, and get me into the human trials for titanium bones. I doubt the trials include any SNIKT-SNIKT claws, bu...[Read More]