Yeah I know. It's over and it's so two weeks ago (kinda). But you know there's nothing like learning from others, I say, and with that, dear readers, I have some more choice stories to share with you as a result of the dreaded V-Day.

I promise this is it for the year. Some stories are old, some are new but there are lessons here to be learned, so don't forget to keep those masks peeled! Enjoy.

'Tis is a sad day, dear readers, if you, or someone you know, succumbed to the act of pleasuring your mate for the sake of some dinky V-Day dinner. PLEASE! Let's not make a song about this as we hope we are all waaaaaaaaaaaaay more smarter than that. But let us remember those who are still very young and naive in the head. Let us remember that we do know how to put to use our in-good-working-order brain cells and know better, but that there are those who feel the dreaded V-Day day is a "Steak & Blow-job day". For real!

So, how goes it sexy people? Did you bask in the throws of commercial passion?
Did you give in and lamely wish your neighbor a "Happy V-Day" ?.
You did? How lame of you!! I kid, I kid. Don't worry we have another whole year to enjoy without being bombarded with crappy 'red themed' store decor demanding that we buy some loving.

Until then, I leave you with some aftermath stories of hilarious, not-so-hilarious, painful, extremely painful (and not of the enjoyable kind), V-Day stories.