Friday, 7 February 2014

Valentine's Day: Shop In The Name Of Love

It's here. February sees the first of the year's Megacorp manipulations, as we're induced to show love and affection for our partners by purchasing hopeless junk.

I love Valentine's Day, though I never get any cards. That's not important. It's the laughable rubbish touted in the name of VD, as I like to think of it, that I especially admire. On VD, if you don't shower the lodestar of your life with tat you're in deep trouble.

VD - To Do List
  • Petrol for shopping expedition
  • Bunch of flowers
  • Chocolates
  • Card with badge, song and arse-clenchingly embarrassing message
  • Useless doll, or four-foot tall toy animal in pink: lurid pig, Mr Hippo, perhaps a great big hephalump.
  • Book table for two (early-bird). Not Indian.
Or instead, maybe the thing to do is have a competition to see which of you can find the most pathetic or stupid VD gift. You'll still have to spend a bit of money on rubbish, but you'll have a great laugh presenting each other with the item you've chosen.
I guess it's important to get your other arf's agreement on this wheeze.

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