To my dear and loving husband...

You're gonna blow them all out of the freaking water.

Right outta the freaking water.  All of them.

I'm waiting.

(If one could wait with the voracity of non-stop jackhammer, I'd pretty much typify that.)

Pursue the hell out of me.

Love, 

Your bride

PS: More soon.




PPS: props if you got the reference.