and I have collected tons of them over the years. I have one on my gear shifter in my truck, one on the trailer hitch, etc. They always end up with a name. For years I called all of them Henry...don't ask why. When my father died in 2006 I have tried very hard to actually break down my self imposed wall with men and date when I can. The year my father died I bought the skull you see which resides on my desk in my office at work for Halloween. I decided when Halloween was over that he would be a permanent fixture upon my desk. Some people look at me crazy, some think it's funny and one woman actually approached my window and asked me if I would like another to go with him...the head of her ex husband. I can't make this shit up and she was very serious. Anyways, his name has continued to change over the last couple of years. The only one I have ever owed that has been something besides Henry. Currently his name is Jason...the last guy that wanted to treat me like just another hoe. He's had a few names in the last two years. I'm sure he will have many more.
