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14 Feb
Vintage Funny Papers

Vintage Funny Papers (Photo credit: firexbrat)

Vintage Funny Papers

Vintage Funny Papers (Photo credit: firexbrat)

Vintage Funny Papers

Vintage Funny Papers (Photo credit: firexbrat)

A guy walks into a post office one day to see a middle-aged, balding man standing at the counter, methodically placing “Love” stamps on bright pink envelopes with hearts all over them.

The man takes out a perfume bottle and starts spraying scent all over the envelopes.

His curiosity getting the better of him, the guy goes up to the balding man and asks him what he is doing.

The man says, “I’m sending out 1,000 Valentine cards signed, ‘Guess who?’ “

“But why?” asks the guy.

The balding man replies, “I’m a divorce lawyer.” 

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From springhillstampclub.

In TillyBudLand, Every Day Is Valentine’s Day

14 Feb

I’m bored with all the hype surrounding today.  Blame the Hub: once he put the idea into my head that you don’t need a special day to show your love; if you love someone you should declare it every day, then I stopped seeing the point of Valentine’s.

The man is as good as his word.  A random scan of my kitchen revealed the following:

   I often open my diary to discover a little love note.  He likes me to start my day with a smile. 

 

  This is from my noticeboard; he found a piece of sponge and cut it into the shape of a heart. 

 

  This was from last year’s anniversary; he cut out and numbered every heart, then strung them together:

 

  This is on my fridge.  The heart was cut from a spare piece of card he had lying around.  The flowers are from copper wire the kitchen workmen left behind.

I’ll be honest: he’s stubborn; he’s annoying; he’s always right; and he hangs on to every bit of crap he can.  But when a man demonstrates his love every day in tiny ways, not just leaving love notes, but the caring touches, like plaiting my hair every night before bed; dragging himself out to walk the dogs with me when he’s feeling ill; telling me every day that he loves me, then he’s worth hanging on to.

I poke fun at him every day in my blog and to his face, but he’s the love of my life.  So, if a non-soppy, non-showing-how-much-she-loves-him person can’t use Valentine’s Day to say, ‘I love you, darling,’ then she doesn’t deserve him.

Normal service will be resumed immediately, because I feel quite nauseous from all of this slop, but for now:

I love you, darling.  Thank you for loving me.

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