Dear Cupid...

Dear Cupid,
Hey dude....
Down here...... yes. Let's discuss ur aim.

Ur arrows seem to miss the aim. Its either that, or my heart has become too wounded and broken with time, that it seems to be unable to hold/attach on to ur arrows so they bend the wrong way.

Isn't there a potion I can cook up like Penelope Cruz in "Woman on top", that I'll drink up one morning and end up with the whole male population in town following me to work? (Not that I want that creepy hot dog cart guy anywhere near me or my office!)

How about u come down here and we get down to business about my preferred "targets"?

Cupid.... u half-naked flying baby with a deadly weapon up there... listen to me, am 26, am single (and loved it until recently...) and I hate ur choice of men u keep sending my way! Take some shooting/aiming classes or somethin! Find urself more effective arrows!.....DO SOMETHING! My poor mother has started to lose hope she'll ever live to see her only daughter married, engaged, dating or in any healthy functioning relationship for that matter!!

Whats a woman to do to get a decent guy that can make me laugh, send me a dozen red roses and a box of rich chocolates on Valentine's day? haa?
If only they had them on purchase in the supermarket behind the chips aisle... "Availbale in every size, style, personality and flavour... and in aisle 23 we gotta special discount on the 'mama's -boy' type! "
Imagine that ! LOL

Urs, C.

P.S. I hope u were not offended :D

Happy Valentine's...