Similar to NNT's story;
TACEVAL endex happy hour - Laarbruch late 80's. V pizzed group of aircrew telling blunties just how it should be done. Larger than average lady enters bar. "Jesus, will you look at the size of that fat hoofer", says young pilot, "who the f**ck would marry that thing?". Chief blunty supplier (sqn ldr) says, "that 'thing' is my wife". Much shuffling of feet and staring at floor ensued.