(This is true)..When I was like 16, my selfish, unthoughful ass procrastinated and forgot to order flowers for my girlfriend. All the florists were sold out so in a panic I stopped at a store the morning of Valentines Day before school, bought a large bouquet of artificial flowers with a big box of what I imagined were fancy chocolates, and gave them to her at the appropriate time between classes. All my buddies intelligently and respectfully gave their girlfriends real flowers, and my girlfriend looked at me kind of shocked and said “but ummm, Kyle these are artificial”?

Off the top of my head I responded.. “Yeah babe, all these guys are giving their girls flowers that will wilt and die soon, unlike these I brought you, which much like my love for you, never will”…

We only reach that level of game once maybe twice in our lifetimes. It’s like I was possessed or something, idk.