Valentine’s Day Massacre
I really do not like Valentine’s Day. It’s a bit of a worry. It all stems back to something that happened on Valentine’s Day 1994. At the time I was married to a wonderful woman.
I woke up and saw rose petals strew all over the floor, leading to the living room.
Straight away I knew something was wrong.
I followed the trail, growing more and more concerned.
And then I saw her… my wife was hung from the ceiling, her innards strew across the floor and a hexagon painted on the ground in the shape of a pentagon.
And that's why I don't like Valentine's Day. That said, it was a pretty sweet gesture from her.
I woke up and saw rose petals strew all over the floor, leading to the living room.
Straight away I knew something was wrong.
I followed the trail, growing more and more concerned.
And then I saw her… my wife was hung from the ceiling, her innards strew across the floor and a hexagon painted on the ground in the shape of a pentagon.
And that's why I don't like Valentine's Day. That said, it was a pretty sweet gesture from her.
posted by Ben at 8:07 PM
12 Comments:
WTF, are ya form real mate???
Anyway, V'Day oughta be celebrated on any other day but 14th Feb I reckon....
That was awesome Jobe.
How considerate.
Happy Valentines Day.
Boy, she sure knew her shapes didnt she?
1994, what were you 12 yrs old?
Caz. Am I form? I'm sorry, I don't understand the question.
MLD. Not so awesome if you were there.
Beckie. 11, actually. Maybe 10 when it was Valnetine's Day...
is cazzie!!! retarded?
Jobe, Will you be my Valentine?
Just don't expect me to like, kill myself and shit. That is going to be sooooo hard to live up to.
haha!
Keeks. Lol dunno.
Steph. Okay, but you have to know that you'll never match my ex-wife then.
Dave. K.
word jobe.word
Ha Ha.. that was something nice she did to you ;)
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