Like the rest of you, I hold Valentine's Day in a special place in my heart. Last year I celebrated this wonderful day by suggesting we go to the circus and not doing anything about it. This year I stepped up my revelries: I ate my cereal with sour milk.
It's the first time ever I let my milk get sour, and is there any day more fitting than Valentine's Day? The only possibility would be Sour Milk Day, and I'm pretty sure it doesn't exist.
Happy Valentine's Day, everybody. I hope your suffering is limited.
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