Ah love love love.
Day of Love Marketing (spit on the profession that feeds me so bad!), The spring before the hour, the fortunes of florists, and singles who spend status than Gizmo Gremlins with long teeth! (LIVE: A colleague who receives a bouquet from a supplier who wants to believe that it is sending a pretender enamored => pitifully sympathetic)
Epilogue: You will notice the sharp contrast between mignonnité extract and the pseudo-cynicism of the text. Read like a smile in the direction of those whose aorta is at full throttle, but also those aside.
PS: I take these few lines to declare my love, passionate, program nurse Radio Atlantic. :) But what hast thou dusty cardboard emerged the " What if God Was One Of Us " by Joan Osborne?
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