Valentines day

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Marke

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Of all the "holidays" throughout the year, this one pisses me off the most.

The story behind it is some guy named Valentine who couldn't be with his woman so he killed himself. Or something like that. I'm too fucking lazy to do my research.

My version of the story goes something like this:

Once there was a big-ass greeting card company known as hallmark. One day, the head of hallmark decided "Hey. I need more money, so I'm going to make a bullshit holiday about love, so that people will buy my stupid little cards, and I'll become even richer. Yay. And, on top of that, I'll make all the single people feel like shit."

Great fucking idea asshole. As previously stated, Valentines day is my least favorite holiday. It's just another reason to lock myself in my room and avoid all the bullshit that goes on in the outside world.

P.S. Bitch
 
holidays= consumerism (in our culture)


remember the good ol' days when the girls were forced to give you a valentine....ah grade school

its a scam.....get your girl flowers today.....get her candy tomorrow...dont wait for walmart to tell you when its time......the love of a companion is a very special thing that a lot of people squander......dont be one of these people.
 
You know, I used to like Valentines Day. I think I got a teddy bear once and some roses. I like roses, they make me smile. I got a random rose the other day and it made me feel great, and it smelled great. See me, yeah, all I want are a few roses to sniff. That's anytime, not just Valentines Day. They make me smile and there is nothing wrong with that.
But you know what? :mfinger: Valentines Day. Something always happens on or around that day that just ruins everything and it winds up 10 times worse with it being Valentines Day. The other girls around me are always like what did he get you what did he get you? I say, 2 roses. They go, "THATS IT?!" Well yeah, that's it. It's no big deal so why do you have to make me feel like shit about it? Valentines Day is not only a day for "love" its a day for girls to make other girls feel like shit.
 
Love isn't about fucking candy hearts or any of that nasty frilly perfume shit that smells like someone shat bleach all over the fucking floor. It's about spilling your guts to someone you truly understand who truly understands you back. It's about helping someone in a time of crisis. You can't stab a teddy bear and make blood come out of it.
 
There is only one good thign about V-Day. It's the one day a year when the history channel plays something other then Hitler or Gladiators. This week Nazi training camps for the Colliseum.

But yeah. V-Day blows. I hate everything about it and always have. Everyone is just so disgustingly in love. Its like why don't you go get hitched and see if the "love light" is still there when you can't provide for yourselves you ignorant fucks. You'll be wishing you would have saved that $5000 you used to cover her room with flowers only to find out the dipshits at the floral store got it all wrong and gave her roses which she is allergic to mind you rather then lillies her favorite flower. AHHHHHH!

Okay. I'm done.
 
I don't like valentines day, I never got a valentines day card at school, and the fact you're meant to express your love to someone on that day more than any other day is just plain stupid, and the fact it's 3 days after my birthday is not very nice either.
 
I always hated Valentine's Day in school. I never got anything (except a card made from construction paper by a male friend who felt sorry for me - it was the best damned Valentine I'd ever gotten).

All the popular girls walked around with frikkin teddy bears, balloons and roses. And of course they just HAD to carry them to every class instead of asking a teacher to let them leave it in their class or drop atleast some of it in their locker. After a while our school stopped allowing balloon deliveries - thank God.

Now that I'm married, it doesn't bother me personally, we've made it our anniversary celebration day since our anniversary falls 2 days after my hubby's b-day anyway. So, NOW February 14th really does mean something for me personally.

P.S. I don't like the concept of flowers. I hate watching them die. It's depressing. And candy... I might as well strap the big fat candy heart to my butt because that's where it ends up anyway.
 
it seems a common syndrome in today's society that the monetary value of a gift directly relates to how much someone loves you.
for instance: there's a series of commercials here by a company called Robins' Brothers. Engagement ring retailers. The commercials feature a guy proposing, the woman being all happy UNTIL she sees the ring. Then she gets all upset and leaves until he gets a "good' one at their store. makes me want to shoot them.
my best friend's wife, when he got her an engagement ring, immediately took out her loupe to see the quality of the diamond. a month later she wanted a bigger rock.
then valentine's day comes around, and you see all these shallow, selfish, golddigging bitches at whatever job you happen to have complaining that their men only spent X amount of dollars on them this year.
so yeah, fuck valentines day, fuck hallmark, fuck shallow people and most of all, fuck commercials for making every fucking person who wants to have a life filled with love and happiness think they can't if they don't make enough money.
 
Well be miserable then, not now. Why torture yourself for a whole month.

We will also from now on refer to it as VD.

So says I.

:D
 
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