Well? Was it? What did you do then?
Buy your misses an overpriced bunch of roses? Or did you take her to your third choice restaurant because you lunched it and left it too late to get a table at the better gaffes? Were you seduced into paying over the odds for a some monkey metal and a piece of glass because some advert told you your beloved will be over the moon about it?
Me? Fuck all. I soon put a stop to that.
I show my wife I love all year round and don’t need to be told when to buy her a present.
“I show my wife I love all year round and don’t need to be told when to buy her a present.”
Aww… makes me feel all gooey inside. :-)
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Mardy arse.
Well, it’s all overpriced, in your face, rubbish. I’m not say don’t treat your lady with some gifts or surprises, but does it have to be when capitalism says so.