Swoon your sweetie
Hey, guys! Were you one of those losers who forgot to give your girl something for Valentine’s? No sweat; I’m here to save your bacon.
First, you need to get a piece of cardboard and fold it in half. Or you can use a postcard.
Print out this first one. Then stick it on the front of the cardboard or postcard. You should use scotch tape instead of duct tape so it looks better. You could use glue, except the paper will crinkle up.
Then put this next one on the back or inside (depending on your style of card).
Your girl will be so impressed, she’ll forget you didn’t get her a real present!
Outstanding work–If we don’t love ourselves, we can’t love anyone else! Lady Elaine Fairchild told Lady Aberlin this on today’s episode of Mr. Rogers. In the Land of Make Believe.
Yes, I was watching, and no, I’m not making it up.
Reply to WahrheitI think this entry could also be filed under “Burning Agony”, “Patently Ineffective”, and “Weaksauce Losers”.
Reply to Sworn Enemy :)LMAO!!! Maybe the fact that I found this frightfully funny explains why I was the only female playing at the Thursday night tournament even though they had a reduced entry fee for couples.
I’m not totally hopeless and unromantic. Non-chess playing hubby and I had a nice bottle of wine by candle light after I got back from the chess club. Besides we’re gonna be in Spain for a week starting next Wednesday!
Reply to Pollybut that IS a real present…
Reply to chessloser@The Mascot: You seriously need a vacation.
@Wahrheit: OK, I’ve got to know now…do you make it a habit of watching Mr. Rogers? As a kid, it was a great show and everything, but dude!
Or is Mr. Rogers so cool, it doesn’t make a difference?
@Sworn Enemy: So does that mean you didn’t give this card to Chris? (I dare you.)
@Polly: So that’s why you have to play week 2 early. Well, the trip sounds awesome, and something to get the rest of us jealous of.
A reduced entry fee for couples? It makes about as much sense for a chess club as a strip club.
@chessloser: Technically…yes.
Reply to DonnieWell,the full story–we get up at 5:50 and Mr. R starts at 6, while my wife hits the shower I usually catch part of an episode with the three-year-old. It’s a bonding thing.
Plus, I got to see how they make marbles, it’s very cool.
I refuse, REFUSE to watch the purple dinosaur, however.
Reply to WahrheitMr Rogers ROCKS. I grew up on him. He told me I was special. Special!
Hubby and I had Vietnamese off of styrofoam in our living room with the dog. We were supposed to do candlelight in our backyard but it was too flipping cold. We refuse to bow to the neon gift god fashioned by the retail industry, so the only thing we spent was time. Awww. Cheesy I know. haha
Reply to annieI always liked the parody of Mr. Rodgers interviewing the Bass-player. I could respect a man who takes a trip to his “magic Kingdom” daily.
Reply to Blunderprone@Wahrheit: At least that’s one saving grace. Does Barney has enough money to retire on, or did he waste it on wine and women?
@Annie: You ARE special. Just like everyone else. (compare with Individuality)
That sounds like a good Valentine’s to me. The most I can remember doing is roses and dinner. And the roses just once.
@Blunderprone: Thank you; I will never look at Mr. Rogers the same way again.
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