This year, however, not so much. I only remembered it was valentines day when I saw the street vendors selling flowers and candy and kisses (proceeds when to tsnumai relief efforts) on the medians of the big roads.
But this year is okay. There's someone out there, and eventually she'll find me and club me on the head and drag me off to make babies.
Anyway, I hope everyone has a happy Monday, regardless of your current marital/cohabital/occupational/aggrigati
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