Because nothing says “I’m gettin’ laid on Valentine’s Day” like body-odor scented burgers.
Speaking of Valentine’s Day and White Castle (which is wrong on SO. MANY. LEVELS), Tate and I had a little disagreement about this. Tate is certain that EVERYONE knows that White Castle has this Valentine’s Day “celebration,” you know, like it’s common knowledge. It certainly isn’t part of my common knowledge, nor do I think that it is part of most people’s common knowledge. My theory was that maybe since I (thankfully) didn’t grow up in a town with Whities , I hadn’t heard of it.
But I hated to concede to TATE.
Luckily, his sister, who not surprisingly grew up in the same city, didn’t know about this ridiculousness known as a date to White Castle for Valentine’s Day. So HA! Well, maybe not HA! since it blew my proximity to a White Castle theory out of the water. But!! It did add a person to my never heard of this very bad idea camp.
So far, Tate 1, Jennifer 2.
Helpa girl out, wouldya? You’re in my camp, RIGHT?