On Valentine’s Day I found myself in a position of waiting. No, not waiting for a Valentine’s Day gift to arrive, because I never get anything for Valentine’s Day because nobody loves me or wants me because I’m obviously a loser and I’m old and ugly.
The real reason I was waiting on Valentine’s Day was simply that I was in a long line. So I brought up Twitter.
Much to my delight, I found a hashtag string that absolutely cracked me up.
#candyheartrejects
My favorite was simply: “#candyheartrejects I have a blog.” I honestly can’t think of a better one!
Going through these candy heart reject tweets brought me quite a lot of entertainment for the twenty minutes I had to kill. A few examples?
And some more?
Now, I can’t be inappropriate online. Too many eyes, right? But I still found a way to amuse myself as I continued my wait. First I started with these:
And then came up with these:
And then it hit me. Is it too early? How many people will scream at me? Do I dare? Am I that bad? I’m really not, but I did it anyway.
It doesn’t take a lot to amuse me. Honestly.
After waiting a bit, I looked to see how many angry tweets I got back. There were none. NONE! Really?!
Hours later, I checked again. Nada. That annoyed me. So I could not resist:
I guess it is NOT too early. Whitney Houston joke on a Twitter candy heart reject? Accepted by the masses.
SO. You are all so much more clever than I. Throw me some of your candy heart rejects!
