valentine's day is awful on so many levels for so many differnt reasons. this year i'm going for the awful russell stover's commercials with these beaten sappy sucker husbands talking about how their wives would be nasty bitch-holes if they showed up at home on VD without any chocolate. i'm picking that aspect of the most useless holiday to be most offensive on all five senses;
sight: the fear and hoplessness in the husband's eyes
sound: the sound of desperate pleading in their voice
taste, touch and smell: the bile in my throat that surely ensues

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