On the radio a listener relayed something she overheard on Valentine's Day.  I just have to post it here.

At Wal-Mart there was a noisy teenaged girl and her pack behind a man buying flowers.  One of the girls said in a voice meant to carry, "What kind of man buys three ******* roses from Wal-Mart for a woman on Valentine's Day?" 

The man turned around and said, "The kind of man who has three daughters.  The kind of man who gives each of his daughters a single red rose on Valentine's Day.  The kind of man whose wife is dead.  The kind of man whose wife always gave each daughter a single red rose on Valentine's Day.  The kind of man who has made certain that his daughters have received a red rose from their mother on Valentine's Day every year.  Now what do you think of my three ******* roses from Wal-Mart?" 

The looks on those girls' faces must have been priceless.