I was remembering a time, given the holiday and all, that I planned out a sort of anti-Valentine's Day with this girl I barely knew, and even though it was meant to be a joke.... look. I put on a suit, booked a nice restaurant, she showed up in this beautiful blue dress. And I knew one way or another I was screwed. Flat out.
That's what it should be about.
WE SHOULD HAVE A THREESOME.