It's Valentines day today. I'm sure we'll all soon hear from people complaining about their lack of cards this year. It's really hard to listen to people boast about such “misfortune” when I've never received a single Valentine's day card in my life. In your face, misfortune boasters!
But I don't want your pity. I'm not looking for sympathy. Don't feel sorry for me. Feel sorry for Steve.

Steve has no legs. Steve has stumpy tentacles instead of arms. Steve cries green tears of sadness. Steve is a potato. Steve has an unsharpened pencil jammed right through his head. Steve never gets picked for games. Steve has no digestive system. Steve is covered in blotches. Steve lives in a plastic bag under the sink.
Poor Steve. Poor, poor Steve.
I feel the same about Valentines day, people shouldn't winge. Although in saying that, I do love it- but only when I'm with someone!
Poor steve, made me laugh with the stumpy arms but shame all the same :(
Steve is like the new star wars kid, you don't want to laugh at him, but you just can't help it.
yeah i feel the same way about Valentines Day, the worst thiny about mine was, i was in Paris on the School Trip, and all the lads had girlfriends except me.... im not sure why??? Oh God why?
Dave posted this entry at 05:14 PM on February 14, 2005. This entry was posted in the category Humour .
Ray:
You know, this article about a potato named Steve is disturbing and yet hilarious all at once. Bravo on a great post!
Oh, and Happy Valentine's Day, Steve...