That moment when a pair of my socks both lose their partners, and I force them into a new arranged marriage.
The best Valentine a man can receive. (I got this last Valentines day from a friend.)
This is how I know spring is on its way! They start selling the “spring” beers in the grocery store.
Don’t worry, I know you all wish you were as cool as me, drinking beer, looking at my Hitler valentine and wearing mismatched socks.