I obviously do not have the proper female level of affection for clothing.

I’m usually irritated when I need to buy new clothes. I have no idea what my “favorite article of clothing” might be. Invariably, if I like an item of clothing I spill something on it that won’t come out.

I don’t want an outfit, chocolate or flowers for Valentine’s Day. I certainly don’t want to go out for dinner at a freakishly crowded restaurant. The whole Valentine’s Day concept pretty much gives me a rash, I guess the initials VD are fitting. I do admit that this is kind of cool.

How do you spell pretzel?
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