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Ah, Valentine's Day. I do have a soft spot for it-- young couples toasting with their glasses of champagne at romantic dinners, the singles seeking Lethe in their own bottles... maybe I'm really an old softie, but it fills me with joy.
Plus it starts the countdown to my birthday, so, you know, there's that too.

Anyway, here's to the day, here's to me, and here's to us all. Stin iyiamas!

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Personally, I'm holding out for Black Day.

If that also involves wine, I'll be celebrating along with you.

It can, sometimes. Black Day is April 14th. It's when the singles get to have their hurrah.

Singles, couples, triads-- if anyone involves booze with their hurrah, I'm there.

I'm sure there'll be a toast.

How'd it used to go... they'd whack the women with bits of leather and pour milk on the boys?

...Y'all serious?

Well, they didn't like dump an entire bucket of milk on them or anything. Just a little.

Hey, it wasn't my festival. Mine were more about plants. And occasionally pork. And a few other things, but Lupercalia was not my thing.

Leather, milk, plants and pork. That's some kinky shit, y'all. Just sayin'.

And how boring the world would be without kinky shit.

Yeah, y'all got a point there, shug.

Pretty much. Oh, and animal sacrifice too. Mardi Gras is nice, but it just ain't the same, y'know?

So, I'm guessing you find trying to mutually get through hangovers a romantic activity?

Personally, I've never had much trouble with them myself.

Just metabolize through them quickly, or is more of the "you can't be hungover if you're still drunk" school of treatment?

Yes.

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