So today is Valentine’s Day.
Stupid arse that saint.
I hate how the world has come to commercialize every special day in existence. We get guilted into buying stuff that you wouldn’t normally buy, just to feel better.
I don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day. I don’t need an excuse to tell that special someone “I Wub Roo” and I don’t need to buy expensive gifts and trinkets and fucking R50 long-stem roses that die after a day! No fucking thank you sir!
So, thanks to Coke for commercializing Christmas, Hallmark (or whoever, fuck, I don’t know) for commercializing Valentine’s Day, and Old Spice for commercializing my birthday! I HATE Old Spice! (Remember the TV ads with the guy on the surfboard and that famous classical music?)
Anyway, Valentine’s Day is a farce. So go buy your loved one a chocolate, melt it into little bitty heart-shapes, pick a couple of flowers, and have sex hanging from the chandelier. Do that every other day, not just for Valentine’s Day.
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