I have a dream scenario too. I go to my favorite Mexican food joint and have a chorizo, egg, cheese, potato breakfast burrito with the really hot salsa I love but sometimes makes me gurglely, IYKWIMAIKYD. Then I bend over as DSB puckers up to my asshole and I force feed DSB with explosive diarrhea. It's like a mother bird to her chicks but a little different. But know that I do truly care about DSB getting a good meal.