February 16, 2006

R-Point Giveaway Winners

(Posted In Giveaways )

rpoint.jpgWell, our R-Point Giveaway has wrapped up and, as you will recall, people had to submit their worst ever Valentine's Day gifts given or received to be considered. And, surprisingly, most opted for the worst they had given. Read on for our three winners, names omitted to protect their identities and future romantic possibilites ... and don't forget about our Oscar Pool and The Roost DVD Giveaway!

"The least romantic valentines gift I got was my boyfriends last Low Carb Rolo, cheesy in the first place, disgusting taste in the second."

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"Please understand the circumstances. For the 3 years before the Valentine's Day on which this occured I was making fairly good money and was able to do the works - roses, expensive dinner, jewelery, etc. I had switched jobs and was not making ANY money yet as it was a commision based job. So I had to improvise..... now in some ways this is romantic because it's the thought that counts, but unfortunately I didn't put that much thought in it. So what I did for our "romantic" dinner was lay down a beach towel on the floor of my apartment for a nice picnic. This picnic included two candles (yes, more than one.... i splurged for the lighting) and a gourmet meal from the "heart". See, I bought two quarter pounders with cheese and proceeded to cut them into a deformed heart shape. Unfortunately for me, they didn't look like hearts but like old, squashed burgers that had bites taken out around the edges. Then, gift time! I gave her a gift certificate for two tickets to the movies. She gave me an I-pod......... wow.......did I feel like crap. Luckily she's a wonderful and understanding girl who didn't mind at all and somehow found the best in it. Who knows....... maybe this year i'll go with the double quarter pounder with cheese!"

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"The worst Valentine I've ever given anyone was when I was 13. A bit too interested in the macabre, I gathered several playing cards (hearts, of course!), wrote cryptic love poems, and pasted the poems on the cards. I made 7 or 8 - one for each period - and placed them on my crush's desk, or gave them to friends for classes we didn't share. I can only remember one of the poems, because it's the one that gave me the most trouble:

"If I was a necrophiliac, here's what I'd do
I'd go out and butcher you
I'd chop you up and carress every fraction
End up with some sort of perverse satisfaction
But I'm normal, and sane too
[Omitted] my Valentine, I love you!"

It didn't go over very well (I guess we didn't share a sense of humor). I narrowly escaped expulsion, and was pulled into several sessions with the Vice Principal and Head Counselor over the cards and reports that I was dabbling in witchcraft. Of course, once this hit the school rumor mill, it turned into me being a Satanic necrophiliac, which doesn't bode well for romance (or reputation, for that matter). Not wanting to be a creepy asshole anymore, I cleaned up my act when I graduated and entered high school. Now I give the same Valentine's candy, cards, and gifts as everyone else.

It might be boring, but it's better than therapy."

» Posted by Todd at February 16, 2006 03:18 PM
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