Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11457306-20140712122513/@comment-11457306-20140712231317

(That sounds very much like my husband who insists on getting me Roses on Valentine's Day--which he knows I hate with a passion, instead of carnations, which are inexpensive, beautiful and last for three weeks.  Roses die the next day.  You might as well throw your money into the toilet and flush it.)

(That is the oddest phobia I've ever heard, Shille.  They are not even thinking about you.  They are thinking about how their feet hurt and when is their next break.)