Some people here say that if you had a wife with boobs as big as Beshine, let alone the good Captain's rendition above, you would quickly get tired waking up next to her and then having to help her with all the things her big boobs make impossible, let alone enduring the social stigma when in public. Evidently they don't know me. I doubt I could ever get tired of looking at her, watching her move, and smiling at all the big boob moments. Doing the things she can no longer do would be a small price to pay for the pleasure I would derive just being with her, and if people stare, I would take with a smile; I'm with the girl with the biggest boobs they have ever seen.