The truth is, I have microscopic boobs. Phil Mickelson's are bigger. Perhaps my husband might have more judiciously said that I'm "fashion model-sized" up top, but I'm okay with his answer. Lucky for me, my husband is a leg and butt man.
The fact of the matter is, I really don't need you that much. Now before you go getting all weepy, let me clarify that I'm keeping you around -- you're pretty much all that I have -- but the last few years of our relationship have been based more out of social convention than physical necessity.