With VD right around the corner (Haha, get it? VD is Valentine's Day but it's also Venerial Disease!), I figure it's time we had this thread.
So, post some of your past VD experiences (Valentine's or Venerial). None of the good ones, though. We don't need any of your happy ending bullshit ruining this thread.
I'll start off with mine.
Senior year of High School, I went all out for Valentine's Day. There was a girl who I really liked, and she mentioned she liked koalas. So I went online and bought her a little Valentine's bear. Then while searching the site some more, I found a koala, so I got that one too. Anyway, I also bought 2 roses, some boxes of chocolate, and a beanie baby pony, (This was all for 5 different people).
So here's what happened. My friends were kind of making fun of me for getting all this stuff. I gave one girl a box of chocolates (nothing else. she had a boyfriend, and I didn't wanna give the wrong idea), and she gave me a hug. That shut my friends up.
Then, the girl I liked, I gave her a rose and chocolates, and told her to meet me after school. Now, I should point this out: The two bears didn't seem like that big a deal... til they arrived, in really huge house-shaped boxes. The bears were like 18 inches in size, and the site said they were 10. So I knew that I was gonna wierd her out giving her these two giant bears. I might as well have dressed up like Cupid and humped her leg.
Moving on, I gave another good friend of mine a rose and chocolates, and a friend of mine was right there saying "Man, James is a little Cassanova! Look at you, man."
Then I gave this other friend of mine the pony (she kept saying she wanted a pony, so I got the beanie baby as a joke sort of present), and I gave her chocolates. She hugged me. I gave another friend chocolates.
End of the day, the girl comes by. I give her the two bears, and a letter telling her about how I felt (as if the giant bears weren't a dead giveaway). I told her not to open the letter until the weekend, because we'd then have a week vacation, which would give her time to "get over it" if need be.
So, yeah. 5 girls, 2 hugs, $60 less in my wallet.
Oh, and the girl I liked didn't speak to me again for the rest of the year. I don't blame her.
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