So in the mail today I got the Christmas Victoria Secret catalogue (NO!! *that* is not why, and NO, I didn't do that with it either...). While I'm distracted doing the work I brought home with me on the computer (on a friday no less, already losing some points with the wife), my wife is flipping through the catalogue and walks over to me, points at one of the pictures, and says, "hey, her abs look just like mine!" Now, what followed was obviously a blatant act of war and was pretty darn stupid on my part. Without even looking...