The logo is a LIE! ... Just Kidding.
We certainly had our down days,
but we had a ton of good times here.

Should I ask what colored panties you are wearing?

Breath heavily into the phone?

Isn't that what constitutes Romance at HSN?

All that sexy piping overhead for sure along with a couple of insults definitely make for a storybook meet and greet!

It's a good thing they can't put a size on love, but if they did, we could still fit it into XXSM Spandex. It Stretches!!!

     Though it may be possibly one of the most unromantic places to say such words, it was unforgettable for me. Looking at you across a darkened worn picnic table in the middle of night shift. Our only companions a bunch of smokers who probably took up the habit just to have extra breaks. It didn't matter to me. I realized that I might be in love with you and I told you then and there.

     Awful as it may have been, sitting next to an unpleasant smelling and somewhat overflowing trashcan, you didn't care. You told me as much as I finally bothered to pay attention to my less than appropriate local and apologized. Screw convention, this is certainly unequivocally exactly how we do things. It doesn't matter where or when, when it feels right to do what we need to, we tend to do it then and there.  After all, we are the two people who got together after trading insults about our ancestors. So in true fashion, after my confession of love, yours followed suit....right then and there.

Life is funny that way though.
You never know which direction you are going to go.
No matter how much planning you do,
when the crossroads appear in front of you,
it's there that you truly make the decision.

There may not be a right or wrong way to go.
What it is, is your way.
Once you start taking the path,
it's yours.

Speaking of paths...walking can get tedious.

I also think we might be to broken to walk such a long distance so I think it's time we hitched a ride.

Hop on board the bus, to take a tour of the past.

Don't worry, we'll have plenty of time to stretch our legs at the next stop.