Are you surprised to see me? Oh, I see, you were expecting Cupid to appear on your Valentine's Day, weren't you? You've been praying so hard this year that he'd pierce you with his arrow and bring you love and romance on a silver platter... Ah ah ah, how sweet. Forget the rose petals, the champagne, the chocolate, but forget love and the hope of having a pretty girl in your bed tonight. Cupid only gives his arrows to those who deserve them. You know deep down you're a loser. And unlike that winged asshole, I accept everyone. Better still, I make sure that losers like you finally face up to who they are. I know all your flaws, all your weaknesses, there's no point fighting it. You're not the one who fucks on Valentine's Day, no, you're the one who wallows in the gloom while watching gay porn, you're the one who only dreams of cocks all year round, so why do you want anything other than that tonight? Assume you're this pathetic loser and open your holes for me...