my husband is bite-able. sometimes i can resist the urge to bite, others i can't. last night, he was smelling good & there was a hunk of flesh i wanted to sink my teeth into. i resisted. then i said out loud, "fish are friends, not food." in other words, "garrett is my husband, not a chew toy." it was hard. but i think i turned out a little more successful than bruce did. there was no intervention. i will keep saying it though - it is his fault for being so delicious.