Another Valentine’s Day…another day to honor the bitches!!Yeah, I said that.
It’s up to the guy to get something for the woman.
Just like Ladies’ Night at the bars and wedding anniversaries, Valentine’s Day is all about the women.
On TV, radio, and in and around office cubicles everywhere, the ads and discussions center around...
“What is HE going to get HER for Valentine’s Day.”
It’s a sad, sad day for many men throughout America…
Men will succumb to pressure to buy flowers, teddy bears, and/or other overpriced baubles in order to demonstrate one thing.
Their undying love for their lady? Ha, no. In order to demonstrate their undying need to get a piece of ass in the near future.
Love is supposed to be a two way street, but on Valentine’s Day, men are tragically struck down by a truck loaded with greed and estrogen while standing on a one-way toll road.
Sad, indeed.
I for one don’t go through this problem. Schmoop and I do not show our love by showering one and other with overpriced gifts on Valentine’s Day.
Instead we show it by playing Nude Twister, by eating pizza off of each other’s naked body, or when we are feeling particularly frisky…I dress up as Phileas Fogg and let my tongue and my “hot air balloon” traverse across a naked Schmoop as we play, Around the Girl in Eighty Ways.
And we don’t confine these activities to just one day…
It’s an ongoing parade of perversity that has kept us together and living in sin for over eight years.
Can a Vermont Teddy Bear or half dead roses produce that same cohesion? I don’t think so.
So guys let me say this…Don’t buy a damn thing. Tell your babe, to suck it up and get over the gift thing.
Tell her that Valentine’s Day is silly and you refuse to participate.
And then say to her…
Can a Vermont Teddy Bear or half dead roses produce that same cohesion? I don’t think so.
So guys let me say this…Don’t buy a damn thing. Tell your babe, to suck it up and get over the gift thing.
Tell her that Valentine’s Day is silly and you refuse to participate.
And then say to her…
“And with that in mind Cookie, get me another beer and take your clothes off. I’m freakin’ horny.”
After you do all of that my brethern, let me know how that works out for ya. I am anxious to know.
One last item on this V-Day. Today is my sister-in-law, Maribeth’s, B-Day. Here’s to ya, girl. You are a sweetheart.
After you do all of that my brethern, let me know how that works out for ya. I am anxious to know.
One last item on this V-Day. Today is my sister-in-law, Maribeth’s, B-Day. Here’s to ya, girl. You are a sweetheart.
It is also Bagwine friend, Sometimes Saintly Nick’s, natal celebration. He is one smart and amusing man of the cloth.If you get a second, click HERE and go wish Mr. Nick one helluva Happy Birthday. Here’s to ya, Nick!!
Happy Valentine’s Day, all.
Happy Valentine’s Day, all.
I am working today, but when I get home tonight, I am going to have a few V-Day beers and then pierce Schmoop’s Gates of Venus with my Arrow de la Cupid.
And it won’t cost me a thing...well, other than a few claw marks on my back and puncture wounds from her incisors.
Cheers!!
And it won’t cost me a thing...well, other than a few claw marks on my back and puncture wounds from her incisors.
Cheers!!
20 comments:
I finally got a shower today... maybe someone will eat pizza off my nekkid body now??
Cheesy: I'd be happy to help you out in that area of your life. Mangia!! Cheers, Pegleg!!
There's no need to mark one day when every one is special.
We're going to watch a romantic move --the Story of O. Have a good one!
TB: True. But we will exchange "marks" on each other tonight. Cheers Sexy!!
Fantasy: You're going to watch a movie on the history of the orgasm? Have a good one too. cheers Meg!!
Too late! We already went out for our romantic dinner, and then he surprised me with a dozen red roses. I don't ever expect it; he just does it because he knew it's been a tough few months for me. Oh, and he doesn't need a day on the calendar to acknowledge me, but it acts as a good reminder to him, so I'm not gonna argue with that.
Songbird: Uh-Huh...Gift Whore!! Cheers!!
Jackass. *grin*
Songbird: Hey, I won't argue with that assessment. Cheers!!
Well since I am fabulously single for the second year in a row on this blessed holiday I plan on celebrating by loving myself. Today is all about gratuitous self-love. I plan to feast on grapes, drink wine, lounge around naked and love myself. Happy V-Day Matt-Man!
Lady: Holy Crap. You just made my day with that description of your day. Can you make my life as well and videotape it for me. ; ) Have a good V-Day LJ. Cheers to ya!!
I think Lady Jaye should also set up a webcam for Self Love Day.
Valentine's Day is stoooopid. The only people who should actually be doing any valentine shit today are the single people. That would make sense for them to use this day to try to become unsingle. Otherwise it's useless. ;-)
Happy Valentines Day. In my experience men get gifts also.
Jay: I agree, but I would make one change...
She should set up a Self Love EVERY Day Webcam. She's not only a smart thing she's HAWT and funny. She's a triple threat. Cheers Jay!!
Karen: I would expect no less from you. You are a good soul. Cheers Karen, and Happy V-Day!!
The only reason I used to like Valentines day was the special menu Zefiro's did. It was my all time favorite restaurant and since the ex worked there we got a discount and many freebies. And the valentine menus were amazing.
Other than that it's a truly a crock. It was a saints day to recognize and celebrate love and now it has become just another Hallmark event.
Ya, but my local diamond retailer promised if I gave her a new shiny trinket, I'd be the greatest thing since sliced bread!
Happy Valentines Day to you and Schmoop!
Not so in this house. I'm always the one who buys cards and gifts for hubby on this (and every other) holiday while he gets me nothing, then on the actual day he feels guilty and takes me out to eat. Except I didn't even get that today...we're flat broke. Well, I did get a Starbucks frappachino. That's love, I tells ya!!
Happy V-Day to you and Schmoop!!!
I surprised Mrs. VE and cleaned up the family room to its original supreme state of cleanliness. My Dad stayed with us a month and sort of took over the room. You'd think I'd given her a car or something. Just a little sweat equity and I was "in"!!!
Thank you, sir, for sending folks over to my Valentine's birthday celebration. It was a fine group who attended.
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