Use operant conditioning:
Yeetergirl: “Could you pick up some milk on the way home, Poptart?”
Yeeter: “Sure thing, Toaster-bagel.”
After twenty or thirty repetitions, she’ll drop “Poptart.” Unless, of course, the thinks “Toaster-bagel” sounds cute – then you’re hooped.
Start calling her “hash browns” or “eggs over easy” and see if that doesn’t straighten her out.
The SO has always been some form of Tummy… ‘Tumpster’, ‘Tumato’, ‘Former Secretary of Health and Human Services Tummy Tumson’. . .
Me? (I can’t believe I’m writing this.) I’m ‘Chubs McGee!’
Joel is Hunny Bunny, or Fuzzy Little Bunny All Stuffed With Honey. I’m Pumpkin Tits.
Gr8Kat whoa- Pumpkin Tits? Are they orange or just massive?
lol, no, it’s just from a movie. Bonus points to the first person who can guess which movie (hopefully, no one will :o ).
Ranma 1/2? 
ETA: Oh, damn, Larry, I have got to try out the Drone thing and see if he gets it. I can’t believe I missed it! :smack:
Ermm…cunt.
Well it can be a term of endearment if said in the right spirit.
I suppose I will someday regret admitting this… I used to call my last girlfriend Smoochie Face.
Here’s my guess:
It’s not a movie, but an episode of the TV show “The New Adventures of Beans Baxter”. A 1987 episode was “A Nightmare on Beans Street”, and featured the impressively-boobed Kitten Natividad as the Pumpkin Princess. On a kids’ show, no less:
Sugarbritches.
Yep, best not shared over pinochle.
Ha. I tried that out a couple years ago, experimentally, as a result of this thread.
I was stunned by the result, actually.
I call TonyF, Tonybear. Well, mostly in front of my brother to gross him out. Otherwise I call him “love” or “anata”, he does the same in return. But sometimes he calls me Chesty McBreasty. I’m sure you all can guess why someone would call another person that. :rolleyes: Oh, he also calls me Godzilla from time to time due to my massive burps that can “destroy Mothra”. We have such a loving relationship.
Cite?
Wow, no, but good guess. Actually, terrible guess, since it is from a movie, but I’m impressed nonetheless. Sounds more interesting than the real answer.
Was this a good result? Or did she stun you with a base ballbat?
Heh. No, I fully expected fireworks – but when I dropped it on her it went approximately like this:
“You are such a cunt, Beanie.”
“What?!”
“Oh, I mean that in the best possible sense of the word.”
“Okay, then.”
She didn’t even give me any reason to trot out all the defenses I had ready. 
I see how it is! You ask for a cite for the Chesty McBreasty part but not of my belching skills? I see what kind of woman you want.
I once overheard a friend call her boyfriend “Boo Boo Kitty Fuck,” which was a real WTF?! for me…
Worst I’ve ever been called is Boofuls, not too dreadful.