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Roses are red
Violets are blue
OT is fluffy cloud land
And I LOVE all of you.
(, Sun 13 Feb 2011, 23:50, 162 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
what don't you consider to be "fucking bent" ?
[i am uber-smug because i've had 2 cards so far! even if i know one of them is the annual joke from my friend emily, it still counts...]
(, Sun 13 Feb 2011, 23:55, Reply)
valentines is bent but thats still a bit miserable :(
(, Sun 13 Feb 2011, 23:59, Reply)
nobody wants a card from a loser, that's far far worse than no card at all. i suspect that one of mine is from my ex, who seems desperate to cheat on his new wife. he sure as fuck never sent me one when we were together (apparently we never had a valentines day during our relationship. it lasted FOUR YEARS.)
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:02, Reply)
You must have been good together for most of that?
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:06, Reply)
of QOTW fame? I'm sure you know which story I mean.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:10, Reply)
getting another year older, another year towards aching joints and grey hair and all your friends being happily married and popping out sprogs pop pop pop, and seeing your parents getting older and more infirm, and still having no money at the end of every month...
what's not to love about THAT?
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:04, Reply)
Life is FUCKING BENT.
I might have to borrow a razor from TGB.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:06, Reply)
then you start to really really fucking loathe the repetitive bastard twats that won't stop coming however much you pray.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:08, Reply)
My birthday this year is something I hope never to repeat.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:08, Reply)
I spent 4£ on booze and I remember being in the club for precisely half an hour. I think I was in there for about 4.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:14, Reply)
It's a little creepy in hindsight but it'd always be from "???" and in good humour.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:08, Reply)
I'd like flowers, actually. Or a plant.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:10, Reply)
getting flowers at work is literally the best thing that can happen to you, it makes my whole day light up.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:11, Reply)
it's the closest i ever get to feeling soft and soppy about them. it lasts all day at least.
some friends send flowers for things like my mum's anniversary too, it really makes the day much nicer.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:16, Reply)
I always try and remember flowers for my grandma (the live one). She likes them. My dad always sends my mum lovely bunches, but she's started putting ones from the garden in the house and they're always much nicer.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:17, Reply)
after all, what else can you send someone in an old folks' home who really just wanted to get drunk all the time?! i sent clothes from time to time as well, but mostly flowers.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:25, Reply)
I have a litre of Hendricks. I am a happy Lampers. The label says "you never forget the first time you have it" and I have to say with absolute authority I never have.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:26, Reply)
sad times. I want to try it but nowhere sells it smaller than a litre and I've never yet been in a pub knowingly that has it!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:33, Reply)
I might pop back into Vinopolis, tell them I found chocolate gin and see if they do miniatures.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:36, Reply)
even the label is beautiful.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:41, Reply)
I've been given flowers by blokes before but never been sent them at work - or at home for that matter.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:19, Reply)
you get a call from reception/office services or whatever and you know it's something exciting because they sound all smiley. then you go and see this gorgeous bunch of flowers and there's all the excitement of wondering who they are from... then people coming in all day to ask you and to admire them.... and how beautiful and thoughtful they look.... i love it!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:21, Reply)
I've never been out (or married to) anyone who thinks that, everyone I've spoken to in that capacity would die of embarrassment if they had flowers sent to them in the office.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:14, Reply)
but i have my own office, so i just get enough attention to make me smug. but it's more the fact that someone cares enough to make my day at work, it makes me melt.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:15, Reply)
Or do you just like saying to your trainee, 'get me another vase!'
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:16, Reply)
but all my friends/colleagues agree with me. and see lampers' comment above. flowers are the nicest thing anyone can do for you. esp from a guy - i think it's because women know that men don't "get" flowers and why we love them so much, which means that you know an even bigger effort has gone into choosing them!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:19, Reply)
I get spammed by Interflora and Bunches.co.uk based on my previous custom, I'm not stranger to buying flowers, but I don't consider them a good gift.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:23, Reply)
otherwise you'd be buying the next mrs jeff tickets to see bristol fucking bent city, ffs!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:24, Reply)
Fuck off.
That's against the law.
Like I say, I do buy flowers, but I'd rather buy other things.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:26, Reply)
Appreciation was minimal. And some of the jewellery wasn't remotely cheap.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:30, Reply)
not that it's all about flowers and gifts, but you know what i mean.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:35, Reply)
The further downhill the relationship went, the more flamboyant the gifts became.
God only knows what, if she still has it, her engagement ring is now worth.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:39, Reply)
second hand jewellery is worth fuck all. my dad bought my mum a diamond ring that was a ridiculous amount of money about 4 months before she died.
it's now worth about 6k, which is a fraction of the cost - this being said, she loved it so much for the 4 months she had it and got so much pleasure out of it, my dad would have paid 3 times what he did. but yeah, you get fuck all for it.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:42, Reply)
but I've spotted the engagement ring I'd want. It's about £200. I'm so cheap!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:45, Reply)
You might as well.
It is Valentines day (which is still bent by the way), and if Blousie asks, just say it was a suggestion.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:02, Reply)
it says 'product not found'. Pfft. Just as well I was never expecting to be bought it then, really.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:05, Reply)
it's the £8k princess cut solitaire on a platinum band from tiffs. which might be a bit chavvy these days but you can't tell that is where the ring is from.
OR if i do snare bradley cooper, a £35k emerald cut one from cartier please.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:51, Reply)
I'd rather be cooked a nice surprise meal than get flowers. I mean, flowers are nice occasionally, but there are other, better ways to spoil a woman. In my opinion.
They do not involve football.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:26, Reply)
but I would like flowers. At some point.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:27, Reply)
I like to cook, I'd much rather surprise someone with a lovely dinner after a long day than say, 'here are some flowers that are already dead'.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:27, Reply)
pick them up after work, have a sexy bath, booze, dinner, bed...
ach, I'm making myself miserable.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:31, Reply)
Maybe a few flowers as table decoration, but a whole bunch?
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:40, Reply)
or perhaps I'm just too much of a skinflint to appreciate the gesture. It's more about the candles, music and booze, I think, for scene-setting for a romantic meal.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:43, Reply)
when women have views as far apart as ours! whereas all men would agree that so long as a blowie is on the menu, that's fine.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:45, Reply)
I think the difference is not necessarily our views, but our expectations based on what has gone before. Most of my boyfriends have failed to make any effort at all for most of our relationship, thus I expect very little and am very happy with anything that exceeds that.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:47, Reply)
i've had everything from violent alcoholic to spoiling rotten, i can recommend a bunch of flowers over a black eye and a split lip, believe me!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:48, Reply)
So I'd schedule the hot towels for after the blowie.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:47, Reply)
and neither sent flowers nor booked a lovely restaurant.
so your chances of getting a blowier are 0/10 anyway.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:49, Reply)
From Chompy.
Blowie 10/10 surely? Evening if you know nothing about it.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:51, Reply)
he's the chef around here.
you need the girl to be conscious for a blowie, jeff, remember from back when you last had one? in 1992?
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:52, Reply)
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:01, Reply)
depends on the guy, how long we've been seeing each other, the occasion etc. but i might think him choosing to cook rather than go out was cheap, under some circs.
well, ok. all circs. i am v spoilt!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:28, Reply)
it takes more effort to plan and prepare a meal than it does to google a couple of restaurant reviews!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:30, Reply)
Getting the right cut of meat or preparing the right dish, decorating the house with candles and choosing a nice wine are are more difficult than phoning InterFlora and saying, 'Yeah, I'm trying to impress some bird, I wanna spend forty quid on some flowers'.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:33, Reply)
i mean, what if he tasted it and then put the spoon BACK IN THE SAUCE?
no no no.
also the flowers aren't as simple as they sound. i mean, god help him if he sends reeking nasty lilies, for example.
eating in just wouldn't impress me. it's not different, it's not new, it's not exciting.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:33, Reply)
Question for you.
Are you single at the moment?
If you are, I think I might have an idea as to why.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:34, Reply)
i'm really v low maintenance actually. ringing interflora is much easier than cooking!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:36, Reply)
I'm amazed you don't throw more resources at your pile of work. It sounds like your life solution.
Cooking, time, effort and craft.
Flowers, phone call, debit card.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:38, Reply)
for me, i'd a million times rather be out than in, which is prob why being cooked for does not appeal!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:41, Reply)
(I'm sure there is a veggie version of that, but I'm not looking for it).
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:46, Reply)
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:41, Reply)
not all women.
i love flowers, i don't like staying in. not that bad, surely.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:44, Reply)
i get BORED! i hate staying in. it makes me twitchy. it doesn't have to be anywhere exotic, just the nearest pub will do!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:47, Reply)
Especially pubs used by the stupid (if they have a quiz machine!).
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:58, Reply)
I expect sick, weird and wonderful.
All entries will be marked.
Whichever is highest on the popular page on Tuesday will be mocked.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:04, Reply)
Coal is black,
Just like your heart
I'm never happier
Than when we're apart.
See, not difficult.
Edit 10\10
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:06, Reply)
and Gordon's is green
You be my king,
And I'll be your queen.
(I am aware Gordon's isn't actually green but a gin-based Valentine is HOW I ROLL)
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:10, Reply)
Violets are blue
Most poems rhyme,
but this one doesn't.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:13, Reply)
violets blue,
and roses red
say it isn't true
don't tell me romance is dead
*heaves sigh*
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:14, Reply)
my phone is on charge in the kitchen and i can hear it beeping merrily away with texts, but can i be fecked to haul my fat lard over to read them? no...
...... romance in my case, not so much dead, as smothered. with lard.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:20, Reply)
my friend has been on a date, so one of them will be her. there is no way my fat ass is getting out of this sofa, frankly!
edit - also, that would make zero difference, honestly my friends are just as important to me as any bloke. it's just that none of them are important enough to actually stand up and move.....
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:23, Reply)
It seems strange to think of a phone beeping away and not being remotely interesting in checking it.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:25, Reply)
the charger is in the kitchen. bridget jones 2 and b3ta are in the lounge. and i should really be in the bedroom!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:26, Reply)
But you'd rather hang out here.
This makes us all winners.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:29, Reply)
anyone who really wanted to send me flowers would find my work address without texting me for it and ruining the surprise.
so, that'll be zero flowers for me tomorrow then!!!!!!!!!!!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:32, Reply)
But I'll post you a cheese sandwich if that make you happier? Just gaz me the address because 'Google' is in a different tab and I can't be arsed moving the mouse pointer over to it.
I reckon I've got the measure of her!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:35, Reply)
anyone who really wanted to send me a cheese sandwich would find my address without gazzing me for it and ruining the surprise.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:37, Reply)
And having seen your profile pic, you're not.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:44, Reply)
it's like something out of a fairground funhouse. everyone who comes over here begs me to let them have it, it knocks stones off you.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:46, Reply)
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:49, Reply)
and his "you only have your sparkling green eyes to remind you that you used to be young and attractive."
humph. i am so spilling my drink on his crotch at the bash.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:50, Reply)
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:57, Reply)
I'd send you a big bunch of flowers.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:37, Reply)
how did we only manage to get friendly AFTER you left the uk!?
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:38, Reply)
Don't worry though, I'm aiming to be back around October/November next year. If I can. I already have about 100 quid saved for it.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:41, Reply)
but it's coming over with the intention of finishing my degree.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:52, Reply)
You learnt a lot whilst you were here then!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:43, Reply)
and fags for ciggies, and twat when I mean fuckhead.
Otherwise I get confused looks.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:53, Reply)
Have people said your accent has changed? My sister lived in Aus for 5 years and sounded 'weird' when she came home (granted, this is a lot longer than your UK visit)
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:57, Reply)
I think it's cos I had to really make sure I rounded out the words properly so everybody understood me, cos I was constantly going "Wha?" aand they'd be like "Wot?".
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:02, Reply)
I was going to organise it through my uni once I get there.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:08, Reply)
But I'd imagine places were popular, and the sooner you make your 'international' intentions known, the easier it'll be to get a place.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:26, Reply)
I can't do anything from where I am.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:38, Reply)
But seriously, would you want to work for the NHS?
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:39, Reply)
Is could be twice the service.
I'm not knocking it (I'm grateful for it), but the French NHS is run on half the budget and is twice as efficient.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:52, Reply)
sometimes i feel like slowing the crazy roundabout down a tiny bit!
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:28, Reply)
www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DABLP9nXlDvA&h=90570
not really but it is called Valentine
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:17, Reply)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=iuFHsIBMcsg
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:31, Reply)
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I fucked your mother,
and now I'll fuck you.
Love,
Josef/Daddy
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:57, Reply)
I think about you hourly
I wish I could ask you for a kiss
Sadly, I'm too cowardly
So I'm off down the pub to get pissed.
/most valentine's day for most people.
Edit: Including me, though I have a valentine's surprise lined up for someone tomorrow. Sadly it's an email as I have no idea of her address.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:03, Reply)
My love
I give you a cucumber
You'll need it
Because you're dumped
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:14, Reply)
Roses are red,
But I like carnations,
You're so shit in the sack,
That I fucked your alsations.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:16, Reply)
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I'll cut out your throat,
And then fuck that too.
Wow, it seems I'm aggressive this year
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:22, Reply)
I love seeing your teeth when you smile
I love the taste of this meal you've cooked
I think I'll be staying here for quite a while
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(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 1:28, Reply)
Roses are red,
Voilets are blue,
Hahahahaha, GUTTED.
Nobody loves you.
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 8:18, Reply)
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm all alone
and soon you'll be too
(, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 8:43, Reply)
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