I think this unanswered question can be answered very simply. Everything and nothing. It has everything to do with it if the person is a true Valentine, it has nothing to do with it if the person is a commerce based Valentine. No expert advice here just a little ol’ common sense.
#4
Now you shouldn’t have to wonder about this question with your true Valentine.
#3
See above.
#2
Now did you really think we could have this countdown without this cut?
#9
Donna I’m going to need you to weigh in on this before Monday.
#8
Well maybe we can start with a some candy, flowers and a card? What do you think Al?
#7
Good question… if we are going to live apart I’m going to need some of stuff back. Just sayin… (more…)
Oh you’ll know, yes you’ll know. You have the weekend to find out for sure.
This inquiring mind really does not want to know. That’s between the three or more of you. But you know I could not leave this classic from Johnnie Taylor off the countdown.
Can’t say that I’ve ever really been asked this question(and you can best believe that I would never ask it) but I’ve been told that if you don’t really know the answer to a question you can always circle c. Yeah that usually works.
Well if your Valentine’s answer to this question is Xbox, The Walmart Auto Center or Russell Simmons( which if you think about it, saying you love Russell Simmons is sorta like the equivalent of saying you’re in love with the first two on the list… just combined. I only kid.) you may wanna keep it moving.
I think in order to get the candy Valentine’s answer should be squarely between T and V.
Maybe not the most apropos thing to ask on the first date… but maybe during the awkward silence while you’re trying to decide if you’re going to keep it 100 and order the chicken fingers with honey mustard or pretend like you really like the pan-seared, blackened whatever you call it thingamabob you may advance the question just to see what happens. Last time I tried asking this question on the first date I was comforted by the fact that there was more food for me… when she left. Oh well.
