All of this artificial sweetness about Valentine's Day. Ugh. I'm not against love, I'm against greeting card companies, candy manufacturers and florists telling me when to tell someone I love them.
I found these valentines a few years ago at a local thrift store. The Universal Monsters package is still in its plastic wrap. Now these are valentines that get the Pappy Seal Of Approval: alien abductions, medical experiments in space, anal probes…or the monster valentines: bites on the neck, werewolves ripping people limb from limb, monsters to trample someone and throw them down a well.
Now that says "I love you!" Pappy-style.