That’s what I asked several people, and spoiler alert: they’d want food—and lots of it. Sex as well—and lots of that too.
My perfect six-word Valentine’s? “Internet, phone: dead. You, me: present.”
Here are some other gems from friends:
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My perfect six-word Valentine’s? “Internet, phone: dead. You, me: present.”
Here are some other gems from friends:
- “Dinner plus Nutella plus lingerie. Sex.”
- “A warm bed and friendly eyes.”
- “Side-by-side reading a book.”
- “Food, sex, music, dancing, whiskey, sex.”
- “Strolling hand-in-hand with you.”
- “Order takeout and watch Terminator 2.”
- “Go out with friends. Boys suck.”
- “Green tea, warm cookies, gentle laughter.”
- “Beach sex underneath a meteor shower.”
- “Cuddling, puppies, dessert, sex, beltline jog.”
- “Menage a trois in Shangri La.”
- “Gentle hugs, long walk, feeling connected.”
- “Reading Calvin and Hobbes together…naked.”
- “Play hookey. Sexy picnic. No reservations.”
- “Back massage. Sex. Hot meal. Sex.”
- “Hand lotion. Lots of hand lotion.”
- “A burrito with a special fellow.”
- “Sweatpants, home-cooked meal, hanky panky.”
- “Innovations in the kitchen and bedroom.”
- “The Wire, burgers, and garlic fries.”
- “Sharing a sunset on the pier.”
- “Just another Thursday. Just. Another. Thursday.”
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