Comments on: Valentines Day Contest

By: Haku

Haku — Tue, 23 Feb 2010 02:26:12 +0000

well, congrats! that was a nice contest, o_O i would like to be more creative, the letter was great!

By: Ingrid G.

Ingrid G. — Mon, 15 Feb 2010 07:36:35 +0000

To My Most Beloved,
I often find myself crossing that line which separates memories and present moments as I think of the times that I’ve been fortunate enough to spend with you. And on this day, the day when it seems that the whole world has only two hues, crimson and white, I keep going back to the memory of how we first met, and reliving it over and over again. I had just parked my car that brisk, sunny day and was on my way to buy some movies from Walmart when I laid eyes upon you, the most radiant woman I’d ever seen. Your glowing skin and graceful frame caught my attention before my heart had a chance to beat a second painful time, but what I’ll never forget about that day was your somber smile as we made eye contact for the first time. You were standing outside the Liquor Store next door so nonchalantly with a book full of Spongebob Squarepants quotes [which i soon found out to be your guily pleasure besides Victoria's Secret panties ;) ] and a Sierra Mist, but I knew that something was wrong. Only a minute ago we were complete strangers but already I felt an overwhelming urge to hold you in my arms and protect you from your woes. As I left my car and walked in your direction I knew I would use any excuse just to meet you and so let’s just say that I couldn’t help but fall “head over heels” for you. I landed somewhat conveniently face first on the pavement only a few feet away from you and that was when I first heard your velvet voice full of concern. I tried to shrug off the embarrasing moment by making a joke of it, saying that if I were in a horror movie I’d be the first one that the psycho with the pick axe would kill due to my horrible clumbsiness and after you laughed I knew that we could be something special. After introducing myself I asked why you were standing here all alone and somewhat reluctantly you admitted that you had been stood up again by your douche ex. The dissapointment on your face, and the subtle shade of embarassment in your eyes sparked an anger within me towards this person who took you so forgranted. Wanting to cheer you up, and also wanting to play this to my advantage, I invited you to a spontanous dinner at the pizza parlor across the street and I guess you must’ve had a soft spot for me already because you accepted. My love, meeting you that day was the best thing that has ever happened to me. In this age of technology I could be like all the other people on Twitter and Facebook and Mysapce and post a note about how much I love you but that would never do. I even feel like this letter could never fully explain how much I adore and care for you, how much I miss your smlie when your away on business trips, how much I need your laughter to brighten up my days. Imagining our life together in the future, reminiscing on our adventures together in the past, and being completely absorbed by the moments we share together in the present leave me speechless and in awe of what a beautiful thing love can be. You will always be my sunshine in the darkest of storms and I want you to know that there is nothing in the world that I would rather have than you by my side[...well maybe a krabby patty hahaha just kidding darling <3] and don't you ever forget it.
With so much love it hurts,
Cumbsy

By: Shesten (I Heart Monster)

Shesten (I Heart Monster) — Sun, 14 Feb 2010 12:03:00 +0000

Dear Twitter,

I love you because I can communicate with other humans while I’m in my panties. I love that I can follow Wal-Mart’s updates to find great deals online. I love that my local drive-thru liquor store tweets about its customers and their quirks. I love that I can always find a good book recommendation from my tweeps. I love that I can watch Spongebob Squarepants and tweet about it to find and meet like-minded tweeple because of you. I love that feeling of jealousy that arises when I see that whale and how I want to take a pick axe to whoever gets to use you when I don’t. For all of these reasons and more, dear Twitter, won’t you be my Valentine?

Love,

I Heart Monster

By: Stacy Stewart

Stacy Stewart — Sun, 14 Feb 2010 06:48:19 +0000

Lover,
I’ll never forget the moment we first met. Who would have thought that I would bump into the love of my life as I was leaving the liquor store and you were reading a book. At that moment I realized you were beautiful and intelligent.
If you had not agreed to go out with me it would have been like a pick axe throught the heart. A killing blow.
I feel so blessed to have created beautiful and loving children with you, even if we spend more time watching Spongebob Squarepants than
adult entertainment.
I vow this year not to complain of all the frequent Wal-Mart trip requests on my way home from work. And, I promise to Twitter everyday that I love you.
I ask nothing from you on Valentine’s day except that you wear those red silk panties, because you in them is the only present I need.
Your loving husband

By: Dottie

Dottie — Sun, 14 Feb 2010 06:03:49 +0000

LOL, tweeted!

Dottie :)

By: Dottie

Dottie — Sun, 14 Feb 2010 05:54:21 +0000

My Darling Valentine,

As I hurried through the town of Pick-Axe, past the Wal-Mart where we first met, I found my body in a quiver, my heart all a twitter as I rushed back hoping to find your arms. Missing you all the more. To have you write your book of love in my heart, body earning to be with you, panties the only thing between your love and mine, hearts beating as one. I fell for you that day, no liquor store could have a wine as fine as your kisses upon my lips, drunk on the nectar of our love. Remember that time we watched Spongebob Squarepants together and he professed his love to Sandy Cheeks? Remember how we lay together, loving, touching, laughing. If only we could have that again, to be one, together. If only…. My Darling Valentine…. One day we’ll be together again. But for now, I have my dreams and I’ll continue to exist until we can be together again.

All My Love, My Darling

XOXO

By: Pam

Pam — Sun, 14 Feb 2010 02:25:51 +0000

Katie! You missed the word Twitter.

By: Ktgirl101

Ktgirl101 — Sun, 14 Feb 2010 01:20:04 +0000

To my favorite pair of panties,

I wish you all the booze in my liquor store. I originally got you a book from Wal-mart of love poems…but,well it made puke, so I took my mother’s pick-ax and chopped it up. Tell me, have you ever seen my mother actually use the ax? Oh wait now I remember it was when she hacked the computer to death when I wouldn’t stop watching Spongebob at age 10. Aahh good times,goodtimes. Oh Mom said she loves you too. That’s a bit wierd. But you know I luv you that most.

Always your loving girl,
Katie <3

By: Chris@bookarama

Chris@bookarama — Sat, 13 Feb 2010 18:11:56 +0000

A Very Maritime Canadian Valentine

Me Lover

After a harrowing day down in The Pit making a living with my pick axe, I headed to Walmart for some new panties and a book on changing careers. While looking at some real lacy bloomers, I heard a voice behind me, “They’d look real good on ya, wha?” I turned, ready to put the pucks to ya, when I saw the DVD of the Trailer Park Boys in your hand. I says, “Hey b’y, let’s get a 2-4 at the liquor store then head back to my place.” Your eyes, as yellow as Spongebob Squarepants, lit up. I knew then that you’d spend the rest of your life collecting UI and talking to friends on Twitter while drinking beer on my couch. I don’t mind really.

By: Serena (Savvy Verse & Wit)

Serena (Savvy Verse & Wit) — Sat, 13 Feb 2010 13:34:28 +0000

Liquor Store, Panties, Book, Pick Axe, Spongebob Squarepants, Twitter, Wal-Mart

My little Spongebob Squarepants,

My heart is all a-Twitter (just check out my page to see what I mean) about my trip to the Liquor Store where the hottest sales clerk asked me for my Panties. He said that it would make his Valentine’s Day to go out and not have to Pick Axe his neighbor. He’s trying out a new anger management program, and I walked in at the right moment. I’m so glad I didn’t go to Wal-Mart to buy Books, like I’d planned.

Always yours,
Patrick Star