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My Valentine's Day

February 19, 09:55 AM

Last Saturday was Valentine’s Day. The day of love, so I was lookin’ to get nailed. My latest squeeze, Keith, had dinner plans with his wife, so this year I was flying solo. To celebrate, I got dolled up to hit the town and find myself a Valentine. I broke out my spanx, took off my bra, put on my best denim dress, and used the make-up I swiped from the lost & found box at work. I looked damn good!


I sat up at the bar, faced the door, and waited for my Valentine to stroll in. Unfortunately every fella that walked through the door already had a skank on his arm. I sat across from the beer tap, so I could refill my pitcher whenever the bartender turned his back. The longer I sat waiting, the drunker I got. Bombed and alone at closing time, the bartender offered to give me a ride home. On the drive I was feelin’ woozy. His car had those fancy windows that rolled up and down with a push of a button. I must of hit the wrong button because the window didn’t roll down, so I got sick onto his car floor. He pulled over and kicked me out. Stranded in the woods, this was shaping up to be the worst Valentine’s Day I had in a couple years.


In the early hours of the morning, trying to hitchhike a ride home, I was hurtin’. I fell into some poison oak and my ingrown was really acting out. Just then, my knight in shining armor pulled up in a garbage truck. He let me in and right away I could tell this garbage man was a gentleman. He turned the heat up, gave me the rest of his cigarette, and offered me a swig from his flask. Just before he dropped me off, the garbage man asked if he could take me for another ride in his truck sometime. In the end I didn’t get nailed, but I did manage to find a Valentine.

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this sounds an awful lot like my valentines day...

Man, if I had a nickel. . . . .garbagemen are the best. di

Wow I love it! I wish I was that lucky. . .

Ewww, but somehow sweet.

At least you felt hot in your spanx!

At least you felt hot in your spanx!

At least you felt hot in your spanx!

This is the lamest blog ever. The show is good. The online crap is not.

You should have text me. I was in the joint across the street waiting for u to show.

I wouldn't trade my Valentine dinner alone for Meredith's slosher of a night. Thanksfully, it ended safely. I've met many gentlemanly garbage men. Alot of them have great senses of humor to boot.

Meredith, I hope he was a recycler...it's important not to leave much of a carbon footprint, even if you are a skanky ho!

That nearly rivals how I met my 4th husband. What can I say? I'm a romantic. I'm a nut for a 24 hour IHOP and a NASCAR fanatic. Cher

Yeah, those fancy windows can be tricky all right.

Meredith - I want 2 lick your forehead.

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