V-Day...whatcha gettin' 'er?

Share your ideas?

If by "'er" you mean myself, probably Disgea or Pikmin 2.

all the cock she can eat.

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[Edited on Jan 24, 2005 by Turin]

I'll be there by Friday.

I'm gettin' the psuedo-ex the Green Day American Idiot single and drawing her something awesome.

Or a charcoal burnt voodoo doll of her, depending on how the rest of the month goes.

Why are all the easy jokes used up by the time I get to a thread

ZING!

I'm buying myself loads of chocolate from the grocery store. Fricken men being too intimidated to want to date me, I'm left to my own devices for Valentines.

ointment

Nothing.

I'm single.

Man, I posted QUITE the loser thread.

i'm treating my penis to the best this valentine's day.

Hmm. I dunno. Something cliche, probably.

Well, I'm single.

However, I just bought sold out tickets to Wilco for me and my ex.

So, yeah. I own his soul now. And booze willing, his penis too.

VD?

Well this is a story about who I though was a lovely lady, but was wrong, she turned into a monster (or she was replaced by a pod person). We had a huge fight, I mean the mother of all fights, and I kicked my wife out right around Christmas time (what a great guy I am!) I figured that an 8 year relationship was worth saving so I tried to get her help (this was a failure) while we saw eachother over a trial separation every weekend and a couple of nights a week till the counselor helped us to work things out. Around Valentines day I had decided to go for broke, I knew some hot nekked sex in the wilderness was just the way to go. So I packed up a blanket and a basket full of goodies (including her favorite Asti Spumanti) and took her out to this meadow filled with flowers and lush growth next to a mountain stream. This was the perfect setting in the best of ways, I had scoped it out earlier that week while I was out riding my mountain bike, and when I saw it I knew that it was THE place. The picnic meal was great, and the Asti had the desired effect. Weeks of sexual tension released on the blanket, and down in the medow, over to the stream, here, there and every where. It was mind blowing stuff. I waited till I drove home to give her what I had gotten her trying to pick the perfect moment. When I pulled up to drop her off at her grandmothers house I knew that this was the place and time to do it when she said that she did not want to wait till next weekend to get together again. I reached into the glove compartment and pulled out the package, and explained that it would have to wait, and I handed her the package and said that this would keep her busy till next time I saw her, they were the papers for the divorce and the meadow was full of poison oak which I am totaly immune to it.

Ok sing it with me AYE ESS ESS ACH OH EL EY AYE ESS ESS ACH OH EL EY I'm an ASSHOLE!

V_S (Normaly I am a nice guy but this was totaly deserved)

I swear this is exactly the way it happened

[Edited on Jan 25, 2005 by viking_samurai]

I want paragraphs for Valentine's Day.

getting who?

eh whatever. it's a lame hallmark holiday anyway. i'll just do what i do every year and go to the movies by myself.

I have no "'er" and he is in texas, so I got him a gift account on SG and I will be showing my boobies on my webcam.....