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Ha! Betcha thought it was going to be "love" or "romance" or some squishy fare.
No sir! Valentines Day is nothing more than an excuse for those in solid relationships to tell the rest of us: "Neener neener... we're getting laid tonight, and you're not."
So to counter the mass-marketing of vulva-shaped boxes, (Otherwise known as hearts.) today's theme will be commemorate alternatives to Valentines Day.
Happy 78th Anniversary of the St. Valentine's Day Massacre!
(Note: A cheesy, re-enactment of the St. Valentine's Day Massacre.
February 14th is a good time to remember the futility of prohibition. Thank God we've learned that banning mood-alterning substances is not an effective way to deal with the problems of drug abuse.
What???!!! I said "we've learned", I didn't say that lessons have transferred into wise drug policy.)
(Note: Sure, it's a month early - but why not celebrate today?)
"Before it was called Valentine's Day, back when it was called Lupercalia, a big Roman festival in honor of the fertility god Lupercus, before the ever-scowlin' church got a hold of this ancient and rather odd and blood-pumped Roman lust-fest, co-opted it and de-sexed it stripped it of its more salacious and admittedly libertine joys, as the church is so tragically wont to do.
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Then came the sex lottery. Oh yes. Say it like you mean it. Pretty much only have to say the words, "sex lottery," and already you're like, damn, count me in, sure beats dinner and a movie.
And all the young lasses in the city would place their names in a large urn, and the city's eligible bachelors would choose a name out of the urn and become paired for the year with his chosen woman, often resulting in marriage. You know, sort of like the Mormons. Only with actual sex. And booze. And without the creepy undergarments."
(Note: Okay, this is a holiday I can get behind. Let's bring back Lupercalia old-school style. Better this than chocolate and roses.)
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