Hooligans, I can do nothing but present to you, this:
YES. Yes it does.
But it gets better. Here’s the sentiment contained within this motherfucking treasure:
“Sometimes in this busy world, we forget to slow down for the special things that really matter – like having sex. So today I’m just taking a moment to tell you how wonderful it is to have sex with you. For even when we’re apart, I’m thinking of sex we’ve had in the past and looking forward to all the sex we’ve yet to share. You’re a special person to me, and that’s why having sex with you is so very special, too!”
Do we really live in a world where such a card is necessary? I always took it as a given: If I’m CONTINUING to have sex with you, I must like it, right? But the best part is the esoteric romance of it all: “For even when we’re apart, I’m thinking of sex we’ve had in the past and looking forward to all the sex we’ve yet to share.” Back up, Shakespeare! There’s a new sheriff in town!
So, Dear Sweet Mama and I were taken. the fuck. aback by this masterpiece of the greeting card art (which, interestingly enough, was being sold right next to the “I really fucked up and I’m sorry” section, leading one to believe these cards are often bought in a set).
So of course DSM bought one.
And gave it to the Concubine.
Who almost peed her pants.