Now, it's that time of year again. No, not steak and blowjob day. That's next month. Trust me, that day's marked on my calendar for the next 20 years. Valentine's day. For all of you who've never heard of it, it's the day de l'amour. Or as the French say, the day where every male who is not of French decent makes an absolute fool of himself trying ( Read more... )