The North Dakota Supreme Court is currently doing (oddly enough) the same thing I’m doing: judging the value of fake breasts. However, they’re doing it for legal reasons (whereas I’m just doing it because I like fake boobs). That’s because some guy is asking for “custody” of his wife’s fake boobs in their divorce proceeding.
Well, kind of anyway — Erik Isaacson paid $5,000 for his wife Traci’s fake breasts and is now listing said breasts as an expense that he should be somehow reimbursed for. That’s silly of course … but is it?
I mean, he did pay for the breasts. And they are expensive. And, hell, like kids, he won’t get to play with them anymore. (Although, unlike kids, that actually sucks.) But here’s the rub: Isaacson got married to a girl named Traci (note the “i” at the end there) and decided that investing 5 GRRR into her sweater pups was a smart plan. Clearly, it wasn’t, but shouldn’t he have known that if you’re dating/married to anyone with a name ending in an “i” (there are some exceptions, natch, but for the most part: Candi, et al = bad news bears) that you want to tread carefully on how you spend money on her? Like, does she need giant boobs paid for by you … or wouldn’t it just be smarter for her to take her strip club tips and spend that on the hosehounds? Exactly.
