Another year, another shitty holiday, and yet another day I'm just gonna be in my room alone again. I have no idea why this holiday was even made. I really wanna shoot the person who invented Valentine's Day. Now I'm just gonna stay inside and never go outside anymore, all the hearts, the cupids, the annoying couples, the cooing, the stuffed animals, the baby-talk, just fucking barf! Every single time I see a happy couple in public being way too damn affectionate, I always hope they break up the very next day, because let's face it, that would be hilarious to me.
It's just a holiday where annoying couples are all hugging and kissing and cuddling one day of the year, then the rest they're all angry, yelling, and always at each-others' throats. It's pointless. I just can't stand it, because in the grand scheme of things, it's really just an excuse for Karen O'Cuntbagge to force her boyfriend/husband to give her some bullshit gift that isn't gonna matter in a year because she's bored with it, and that guy has to do the same thing for years, waste money on a pointless gift like teddy bears with hearts. Rinse and repeat. It's all a big cash-cow, don't fall for it, don't be an idiot, plain and simple.
So forget War on Christmas, I'm declaring war on Valentine's Day. That's right, I'm gonna make sure that holiday doesn't exist anymore. I'll start by replacing Valenturd's Day with a second Halloween, where I'll watch nothing but Vampire Hunter D, Nosferatu, and Dracula movies. Maybe you could too. All I'm asking is to not buy those stupid cards, the candies, the teddy bears, everything, I'm goddamned sick of all this cutesy crap. Together, we can destroy Valenturd's Day.
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