Wherein this shouldn't surprise you. . .

[plantastic]

I hate Valentine's Day. Ever since I got dumped on Valentine's Day once in college. I made this dude a homemade card by buying a dime novel at a thrift store about the sexy exploits of some co-ed. I then--no shit here--highlighted one word a page so that when you read each highlighted word strung together, it became a message of love. Dude read it, closed the book, and said, "We have to talk."

But I want tater tots tonight! So Martino and I are off to brave amateur hour at the Golden West.