Call Me Ralphie

I've given up on getting my Cuban fav to keep a safe distance between my eyes and her long, sharp fingernails (her little daggers as I call them). We had this conversation recently. Me: What compensation are you going to give me when you put my eye out with those. Her: I'll marry you. Me: But then you'll never win any arguments. Her: I'll win every argument. Me: But if you say "look at how you messed that up!", I'll just say, "yeah, but you put my eye out". She had nothing then, so she just laughed.