Happy Valentine's Day!

My wife is awesome.

Part of this awesomeness is she knows I love her and doesn’t require me to buy bullshit flowers, chocolates, cards, and so on today. (Another part of this awesomeness means I don’t have to wait until today to guarantee I get laid, either.)

Some of you aren’t so lucky. You get guilt trips and snide remarks. You need to make with the Hallmark, and after your lady has strung you along for a significant portion of the day, you may get a glimpse of a titty.

Which brings me to this year’s Valentine’s Day song. My song of the day goes something like this. For the rest of you poor bastards, it goes a little more like this:

By the way, it helps that I’m man enough to express my love on a regular basis. If you can’t handle that, then these bullshit holidays are all your fault.

About Mike Oliveri

Mike Oliveri is a writer, martial artist, cigar aficionado, motorcyclist, and family man, but not necessarily in that order. He is currently hard at work on the werewolf noir series The Pack for Evileye Books.

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  1. Noah L says:

    Denise wasn’t expecting anything from me. I wrote her a card anyway–at least if you’re going to do something on Valentine’s Day, make it yourself :P