Simply: It’s called sex.
Every year I walk into the office the day after Valentines Day, all the girls kvelling over their dates… Comparing notes of how their Valentines Day could have or should have been. And we all have a Sarah in an office where we think, “Ya, I know Sarah- your boyfriend is rich and spoils you way more than you deserve, bitch.”
Then the question, well what did you get {insert boyfriend/husbands name?}
And I think, what do you mean… What did I get Jeff? I married him- he is the lucky one! Thats why we have Valentines Day, so he can thank me for being his wife! Right? And in return I will have sex with him.
Sex was and always will be my gift for just about any occasion my husband and I celebrate. And if he isn’t happy with that he can get an edible anus from Firebox…because he is not getting near mine.
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Valentines Day Presents For Your Man Simply: It’s called sex. Every year I walk into the office the day after Valentines Day, all the girls kvelling over their dates...
