Birds were singing, flowers blooming, and every guy who had a girl to hold on to, had a big cheesy smile accompanying an animated far-off look… rather like Ron McDonald, only goofier. It was the 14th of February, and unless you’re a grizzly bear who is smart enough to hibernate...
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