well...this special time of the year has come around again!!
everyone is just so full of love love love
ever since that valentines day is grade 6 when I brought my cardboard heart home empty, I have celebrated my v-day a little differently than most people.
I start the day off with a stiff drink. (when I was younger it would be homogenized milk)
throughout the day I try to ruin the occasion for as many happy couples as possible.
Maybe write a love letter to some girl and put it in her purse, hoping that her boyfriend will find it
stuff like that
I end the day by killing a rabbit and drinking its blood from the hallowed out skull of last years rabbit
I know...it's a pretty humble little celebration, but it's something!
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Well, that explains that smell coming from the fridge... and why all the rabbits I've seen have been especially twitchy lately.
I still think your tradition beats paying exorbitant prices for bouquets of wilted flowers, though. By leagues. Leagues!
I don't know, sznak!! I DON'T KNOW!!!
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Hey Kirk...
I just saw some pictures of you (specifically on Martin's page), and I really like the hat. And the facial hair. It looks good. No... really good!
-Bari
I know you were not informed, but from now on you should probably refer to the hat as Gus
I'm trying...the facial hair is becoming boring to me...but I can't bring myself to shave...I don't really know why. I think it has grown into my brain and is slowly taking me over
OK Mr. Romance... write soemting new so I don't have to envision this rabbit thing...
something new.
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