With Valentine's Day fast approaching, I know there are some folks out there wondering just what to give that special lady for Valentine's Day.
As a service to my male readers, I think now is a good time to list the things that might be greeted with only a polite smile and a sudden headache.
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I know, I know. That pretty much leaves the Seven Safe Zones:
Consider one of the above, and you might just be pleasantly surprised with a use for those minty-fresh man wrappers, after all. ;)
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Don't forget gentlemen, that if the finances are a little tight (as long as it isn't just you being a tightwad) women do love things such as back massages, drawn baths with lots o' bubble bath and candles (make sure the tub is clean first) and home made dinners or desserts. Rent a romantic chick flick and watch it with her without making snarky comments (unless of course, she is the type to make snarky comments). It isn't really the quality of the movie, but the quality of the time you spend together. :)
Posted by: Ethne at February 10, 2004 05:46 PMOne year I put a novelty condom on the cat and call it a gift! One year! You're never gonnal let me live this one down are ya?
Posted by: Galstaff at February 10, 2004 08:32 PMchoke
Dammit!
Well, my love, I wasn't going to refer to it directly, but since you brought it up...
;->
Posted by: Linda at February 10, 2004 08:54 PMWhat I wanna know is how did you manage to get the cat to hold still long enough? I am surprised you lived to tell the tale (or is that tail?)
Posted by: Ethne at February 10, 2004 09:36 PM:D
'Twas a cold, clear night. Our hero, having imbibed one too many manly drinks at Our Bar, smoked a cigarette, and stared at the calendar.
'Egads! Tomorrow would be the Hell of Holidays, the Bane of Man's Existence...Valentine's.
Swiftly, he cast about in his mind for a suitable gift. As he thought, a cat happened to cross his path. And then, in his gin-soaked state, he hatched a plan...
Posted by: Linda at February 10, 2004 10:50 PMSwiftly, he cast about in his mind for a suitable gift. As he thought, a cat happened to cross his path. And then, in his gin-soaked state, he hatched a plan...
...yes, this would be one reason why I don't drink alcohol.