In case you missed it last year. Here is my award winning essay entitled, “Valentines Day Causes Herpes”:

“When I see a woman I look at her vagina, breasts, lips and legs. Yea,” he pauses ignorantly. “I look at them in that exact order.” Wow! I am so lucky. I got to hear those exact words come out of the mouth of a guy trying to pick up on me. Upon hearing it I was so incredibly elated with his obtuse romanticism that I punched him in the throat. Then I ran over to his car an immediately pissed all over it. Being a subtle girl, I wanted to do as much as possible to show him how I felt in return. Where I am from, that type of behavior is called courting and almost always leads to fucking, but not necessarily dating. Gosh, doesn’t that sound like fun? Doing all the dating bullshit to just get fucked over reminds me of the most invalid holiday in the history of holidays, Valentines Day.

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