Wow....that tank is cleaner than your wife's stove there... 
The wifes job (cover you wifes ears on this) the wifes job is to clean the stove and whatnot.
The Church of Feminism of Latter-Day Wives has them not cleaning the stove.
And this is a bikers kitchen I have a '92 Zephyr 750 and an '86 Nighthawk 750 gas tanks off to the left, I have a Kaw H2-750 tank the the floor to the right, I have 3 sets of chambers for a 750 and 400 Kaw triples, I have 3 sets of RD-400 pipes leaned up against the kitchen sink, I have a first-year cb500-four set of stock pipes leaned against the wall in the shower, right next to a full set of HM341's that will be cleaned *inside the recently remodeled bathroom shower* directly.
The thing a wife does NOT know is how relatively easy it is to clean off various oils and grease from recently-painted walls. Now in the bedroom I have a set of Z1 carbs, a full set of 1986 gsxr 750 original fairings, gas tank from a Yamaha Daytona RD400 ready for cleaning.
The Church of Feminism of Latter-Day Wives will not tolerate this type of bikerdom, generally. Thankfully I took up dating again after waving 'good bye' one last time to the ex.
Key take away on the 'Unbelievable Butter' popcorn there -- that was me being generous, a group of Brownies (these are the younger version of the Girl Scouts, the Brownies if you remember that far back were akin to the Cub Scouts which were the junior version of Boy Scouts) were cornering people outside the grocery store. I paid the Brownies $18.00 for that box of 'Outrageous Butter' popcorn and someone sold the Brownies' reputation down the river on that deal -- should say "Outrageous *lack of butter, butter-tasting oils, or anything* Butter popcon. No butter to speak of. Dry as the sahara.
However I still feel good about overpaying for the bait-and-switch popcorn, goes to a good cause.
