Scaredy cats!
I posted one of my Valentine's Day stories last year. You can look it up if you want the full details. But here is the cliff note version. It had to do with me drinking to much as a wedding that was on Valentine's Day. Which I went to with my mother because I had just broken up with someone. So I over drank, she made me leave, I fell down the stairs and my "twins" popped out of my dress. The rest of the way to the car was uneventful. But the ride home was horrible. I ended up throwing up everywhere. All over the car, myself, my hair...everywhere. I was crying and covered in vomit, and all my mother could say was..."you look like Alice Cooper". It was pretty bad. And what was even worst was when this car pulled up next to us, saw me there looking like Alice with vomit and eyeliner everywhere, they rolled down the window and told me how messed up that was. That had to be the worst Valentine's day for me ever.