Being the ice-cold, self-absorbed sonofabitch that I am, it would be reasonable to assume that I am not a fan of this made-up ass holiday.
I don't hate it for the same reasons that most of the bloggers out there do. What reason is that?
They are fucking dorks with no social or romantic life to speak of. Of course they hate the day "for lovers".
I hate it because I have to do something I wouldn't normally do, i.e. be greatful for having a chick and do nice shit for TBC all day.
HAHA, no I'm kidding. TBC knows where she stands with me (10 feet behind me at all times).
This is the day that dudes dread. I mean, if you have a chick and have had her crowned for a while then you're already beatin the skins, and you have gotten comfortable enough with your girl that you don't feel you should have to "do something amazing" in order to keep her locked up. WRONG.
If your chick tells you "it's not a big deal" you are FUCKED.
Heart shaped pizza, a little cut-up, and some LOST sounds great to me. BUT NO, I have to make dinner reservations, then I have to get a card expressing romantic sentiment, then there's the chocolate, and the flowers, and all that other horse shit.
Aren't we in a recession?
Be happy with what you get. AND THAT GOES OUT TO ALL THE FEMALES IN THE WORLD.
TBC, my little peach, always remember:
(For the record, thats not my nutbag...)
Fuck this holiday. I am starting a petition for "National Guy's Day Off". More on that mission later.