Valentine’s day is the day of death metal and orgies. Not love.
Damn straight. And if you really want to commit to the holiday you can even throw in some pagan sacrifice.

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Valentine’s day is the day of death metal and orgies. Not love.
Damn straight. And if you really want to commit to the holiday you can even throw in some pagan sacrifice.
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Not particularly.
Well look at you, so deceptive.
I don’t think many people would enjoy seeing their own blood unless they’re slightly a masochist. It’s more the shitty love songs playing on loop.
Exactly. Yes, if I have to hear another damn pop song about true love I’m going to go send a lightning bolt straight to the nearest radio tower.
“Huh. I wouldn’t say that, people react differently to it all over. People can be annoying on it sure, but they can do that any other day too.”
In my experience, no matter the reaction it’s annoying. True. And trust me, people are typically annoying.
Yeah, I actually even like the ones with the white fondant in the middle. Normally people don’t like them as much but I do. You can never go wrong with peanut butter. Ever. But the chocolate is my favorite part, so the more the better.
Oh, I’ve never had one of those. Sounds good though. It’s all about the peanut butter for me.
“Since I’m new what kind of weird shit goes down here anyway?”
I’m no expert, I’m pretty new to all this demigod shit, but for me it was just a lightning bolt. Y’know like some type of sign to show who your parent is. And there was like a tingling in my fingers, it was bizarre.
I’m just saying. If you get fat, nobody will do you the favor.
I mean, gods forbid that I’m not appealing for all the pretty boys out there. I wouldn’t want you to stop talking to me... Oh wait.
And the colour red. The colour red reminds me of the blood of my enemies.
True. But I’d prefer to see the blood of my enemies than my blood any day. It’s the pink that gets me and all the damn hearts. Hearts are only good for breaking.
That’s honestly so true. It’s hands down the best part. Now I guess I have to wait till after Easter to get Mini Eggs on sale.
True. I do love the Reese’s shaped like eggs. They’re the best ones bc there’s not too much chocolate, you know?
Not a fan?
Do I sound like one?
“I agree, the holiday is almost entirely overrated.”
Exactly. It just makes people in relationships annoyingly happy and single people annoyingly mopey.
“What kind of thing even happens when you get claimed?”
Weird ass shit happens, as usual here.
Don’t eat a lot of it though. You’ll get fat.
Thanks for the health concern, it’s cute.
The only good thing about Valentine’s day is the sale on candy after it.
What’s up with you and hair gel?
You set yourself up for it, curly fry.
Wait a second. You’re not too good for me.
Says the guy who uses hair gel and a massive ego to hide his prevalent daddy issues and insecurities.