I thought it might be fun to think about Valentine’s Day… you know… if you call what I do thinking…
I decided that Valentine’s Day is another one of those things we do that we just do because we have been doing it for a long time, and it evolved to be the way it is slowly over time, but now we never bother to question how much sense it really makes. So I have set the crack squirrels in my head to the job of mulling over this strange semi-religious sex-fest of a holiday.
I hope you enjoy what they come up with.
And they are a little curious about how a holiday named after a saint turned into a day where more people on the planet are planning on ‘getting lucky’ than any other day of the year…
Pouring My Art Out 
I love Victorian Art. Get it?
I do… you dog
Yeah!
sweet
Dude
totally
lol tally
me bananas
What about your bananas
technically speaking I would say that painting predates Victorian time by a good margin… although it looks a little like Russian iconography, if I had to guess I would say it is pre renaissance… it feels almost byzantine, though I doubt it is quite that old… maybe sometime during the Holy Roman Empire… but I guess that spoils your joke…
It spoils YOUR joke.
dang it
Bwa ha ha ha
bazinga
bingo
was his namo
finding namo
The painting can’t be that old. Victoria’s Secret started in the early 1990s.
sigh
Um….no comment. On second thought, I’m curious to see how far this post gets you 😉
My wife doesn’t read the blog
Thank goodness!
no…
I don’t think you’d score any points with these last few 😉
women like a man who can make them laugh
With their clothes on, yes 😉
spam… wait… what is this question about???