That's Love

So today is Valentine's Day.  Millions of people all of the world are sitting at home with a shoestring around their necks ready to take themselves out because they ain't got a boo.  No one to share this long night with.  Nobody to stare at over flickering candles at the Bonefish.  No sucker with whom you can gift Hershey Kisses and personalized M&M's.  Well, honey, let me tell you something.  Sometimes having a boo isn't all it's cracked up to be.  Sometimes, you get so caught up in the love that you end up doing things that some love starved yahoo who is in their right mind would never, ever, ever do.  Sometimes you do very, very, very dumb shit.  And you know it's dumb, but you rationalize it by saying that it was done in love.

We all have a friend that has stayed with the wrong person too long because she loved him.  We all know a guy that went nuts over some tail that he should have left in the scrap heap where she belongs.  We all have done something so ludicrous that everyone in your family hits you with the *side-eye* years after it happened.  All of us have been fools for love. 

But, I'm willing to bet the NONE of us, and when I say us I mean me, have ever posted that foolishness up on these innanets so that the whole universe can giggle at your simpleness.  I'd bet big scratch that no one in your Circle of Trust has ever done some shit like this:



It takes a special kind of love to get on YouTube with your bestie and karaoke a love song into a flashlight to your main squeeze on lockdown. But Mook and Pooh express their love on a regular basis.  They have a actually have a whole series, The Inmate Wives of Baltimore.  Check them out.  I'm not saying anything else.

And what about these two clowns?  Love made them take a family photo.  A prequel of sorts....

Now I'm not one to knock a persons parenting skills or partying choices...but...4 Loko and Ciroc?  I'm sure her love of that particular mixture is why she's in the predicament she's in.  And he had to love her a whole lot to actually take a snapshot of himself sucking from a bottle of Enfamil.  All I know is, if life is like this when baby comes that kid doesn't stand a chance.  He's going to be tossing Avent bottles around like Tom Cruise did the Goose in Cocktail.

And just so that we are clear, I want everyone to know that we don't discriminate over here in Tee's World.  We know that tomfoolery comes in every color.  I have no idea who they are, but I've decided to call them Buffy and Powder.

Buffy must have a some major trap door action to get this grown ass man to do some shit like this.  I can barely get Hubby to go outside on a very windy day without a jacket on.  She's figured out a way to get Powder to do some pregnancy fetish porn via a Sears portrait studio photo.  That's game.  From the looks of things, that Powder loves him some Buffy.  This picture makes me wonder if he's been stuck in the position since the day of conception...

Love is a dangerous thing.  Love will have you doing all kinds of unsavory shit.  It's a feeling so strong that it makes you lose all command of your good common damn sense and you end up doing record levels of dumbassness.  Love will have you stalking Facebook photo albums and statuses of his exes.  It will have you bustin' windows out of cars.  It will have you tattooing stuff like "Eldrick 4-Eva" on your ass. 

The Book of Love says that love is patient and kind, it is never boastful, and it never fails.  Well, I'm here to tell you folks, that if that is the definition of what to look for then it's quite obvious that I have NO LOVE for any of the people above or anyone who does anything like them. 

So, if you want to keep your place in my world, before you press record on the video camera, before you open your mouth to say cheese...STOP! Stop and think about what it is that you are about to do and how it will look to you in 5 days, 5 weeks, and 5 years.  And if that doesn't do it for you think about how it's going to make ME feel. 

Yep.  Just like that.