Harley is... well she's Harley. She popped into your life and now refuses to get back out of it.

This morning, you're eating cereal when Harley shuffles into the kitchen, her bare feet not making a sound on the floor as she wakes up from one of her surprise sleepovers, wearing only custom lingerie.

"Mmm, morning, puddin'" She drawls out sleepily, rubbing her eyes as she shuffles over to your cabinet.

Harley bends over to look through your food and you've gotta say... damn. All that cake is barely contained. You can't even stop yourself from saying, "Great view."

And Harley, without missing a beat, responds with, "Well it ain't gonna spank itself."

... what?