Will you be my Valentine?

[Jessika Fxckin rocks (1)]

[taysteewonderbunny]

But, but, but! Well, it may be just that I'm an incorrigible flirt, or one hell of a tart, or an irascible poly, yet it seems to me that Valentine's day demarcating the anniversary of a massacre should mean that our hearts could conceivably and figuratively be cloven betwixt the many who would claim it. Consequently, I elect to divide mine into its relative chambers and distribute ownership thus:

Megalicious, I offer thee my right atrium, if thou wouldst have it, for you were the first to whom I offered my heart and consequently should have the first of four chambers: first to enter my heart, hence (by blood) the chamber entered first. What say you?

Tits McGee, to you I gift my right ventricle, the next chamber in the series. It is upon you that I depend for the squeeze that sends my exhausted blood to my (recovering) lungs that it may be renewed of life-giving oxygen. In exchange for this vital service, my offer of chocolates and affectionate pets still stands. What say you?

Jessika Fxckin Rocks, though you recently claimed my right breast to the exclusion of my left, I offer thee my left atrium, the chamber filled with the blood refreshed, if you would so have it. What say you?

And the last chamber, my left ventricle, the one upon whom I depend for a solid beat to send coursing my reddest blood to brain and limb, to you, greyhalo, I make my offer. What say you?

[Jessika Fxckin rocks (1)]

But, but, but! Well, it may be just that I'm an incorrigible flirt, or one hell of a tart, or an irascible poly, yet it seems to me that Valentine's day demarcating the anniversary of a massacre should mean that our hearts could conceivably and figuratively be cloven betwixt the many who would claim it. Consequently, I elect to divide mine into its relative chambers and distribute ownership thus:

Megalicious, I offer thee my right atrium, if thou wouldst have it, for you were the first to whom I offered my heart and consequently should have the first of four chambers: first to enter my heart, hence (by blood) the chamber entered first. What say you?

Tits McGee, to you I gift my right ventricle, the next chamber in the series. It is upon you that I depend for the squeeze that sends my exhausted blood to my (recovering) lungs that it may be renewed of life-giving oxygen. In exchange for this vital service, my offer of chocolates and affectionate pets still stands. What say you?

Jessika Fxckin Rocks, though you recently claimed my right breast to the exclusion of my left, I offer thee my left atrium, the chamber filled with the blood refreshed, if you would so have it. What say you?

And the last chamber, my left ventricle, the one upon whom I depend for a solid beat to send coursing my reddest blood to brain and limb, to you, greyhalo, I make my offer. What say you?

Yes

[torn asunder]

i will be nobody's valentine!!

valentine's day has been claimed already...

[Rev.Reverence]

But, but, but! Well, it may be just that I'm an incorrigible flirt, or one hell of a tart, or an irascible poly, yet it seems to me that Valentine's day demarcating the anniversary of a massacre should mean that our hearts could conceivably and figuratively be cloven betwixt the many who would claim it. Consequently, I elect to divide mine into its relative chambers and distribute ownership thus:

Um...it IS not!

The massacre just happened to fall on this day...which is by the way OLDER than anybody named Valentine

[Msterbeau]

Two-timing bastard...

Yes dear? You called?

[StormKnight (1)]

I am the anti-Valentine, it would appear. Not even Death will want me....lol

Marc, ya may be cute, but I think a few have already laid claim to your heart, sir...even if it is to rip it out and do a canasta dance on it with 8-inch heels.

[TheGimp]

marc never gave me a damn responce i wanted a short kilt sportin bald photographer and alas nothin LUCKILY miss megaloiuse picked me up LOL

[n0Mad]

I don't want you, I just want your glove. Will your fukuoku be my Valentine?

EDIT: Dammit! I was trying to reply to StormKnight but The Gimp intercepted. Does that mean I'm stuck with him? Shit. Er, I mean ... hi?

[Der Nister]

But, but, but! Well, it may be just that I'm an incorrigible flirt, or one hell of a tart, or an irascible poly

So how U doin?

[TheGimp]

I don't want you, I just want your glove. Will your fukuoku be my Valentine?

EDIT: Dammit! I was trying to reply to StormKnight but The Gimp intercepted. Does that mean I'm stuck with him? Shit. Er, I mean ... hi?

its okay il let you have storm if ya want him erm his glove LOL

[Troy Spiral (13)]

The Gimp is mine! Mitts off ! Hes cuddly when he tries to get away after the first donkey punch but can't due to his er... gimpyness.

[Jessika Fxckin rocks (1)]

Troy will you be my Valentine.

[Guest Megalicious]

The Gimp is mine! Mitts off ! Hes cuddly when he tries to get away after the first donkey punch but can't due to his er... gimpyness.

Sorry he is taken!!!! I already claimed the Gimp, so MITTS OFF to you Troy !!!! He is mine!

[Troy Spiral (13)]

Sorry he is taken!!!! I already claimed the Gimp, so MITTS OFF to you Troy !!!! He is mine!

To bad!! Don't make me challenge u to a game of nekked jello twister. I R Pro.

[TheGimp]

Sorry he is taken!!!! I already claimed the Gimp, so MITTS OFF to you Troy !!!! He is mine!

[Oh_My_Goth]

All of DGN...

Will you be Me Valentine