I just sent my husband, hereafter known as Jack, for 'tis his name, a jokey email asking when he'll be home addressed to 'my darling sqidgybum' from his little 'honeyfarts'. Naturally this popped up on his open email browser as he was talking to a colleague at his desk. Apparently he scrolled down pretty fast - so all they saw was Honeyfarts. Obviously I sent him another one signed his 'darling Sugarfanny'.
Any festival with this level of embarrasment involved can't be all bad.
Happy Valentine's Day anonymous blog people.
I love you all, you scurvy bastards,
From your little Candynipples xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
