I can post this because Dave is secure in his manhood.
I get an envelope for Valentine's Day, along with another glorious homemade card. He's adorable. However, I open it up. Mani-pedi! Yay! I've never had one before (shut up, I'm not overly feminine)! There's two.
Me - Oh, two!
Dave - No, one's for me.
Me - (look of confusion) For you?
Dave - Yeah I've never had one before. We can go together.
Me - That's literally gay, Dave.
Dave - No, it's metro. It'll be fun.
So I now have to pick a day. For us to go to the spa. Together.
It's adorable and awkward at the same time.
Note: If you are easily offended, have a problem with salty language, are close-minded, hold personal grievances against me, or are looking for song lyric & vague emo posts, stop reading. This is not for you.
2.15.2009
Valentine's Day Gifts
@ 1:24 PM
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