I wore it out last night and got a lot of compliments. And apparently everyone loves to touch the nipple buttons on that bad boy. Last night was a lot of fun, actually. I got to talk with some people about a lot of stuff, tried Afghani food for the first time (and loved it) and had a very enjoyable night.

A man who has not passed through the inferno of his passions, has not over come them.

The title of this email is the same as this post: I’ll send a valentine when dogs grow wings.

I can only assume this is a marketing ploy to get me to send a dog with wing, probably a cute little furry stuffed animal. Let me check. Ok, I was wrong, it is actually referring to some pet mascot that is playing cupid this week on the site. That’s just fantastic.

Unfortunately, as many of us know, and if not stop reading now- I am probably using words too big for you – the expression is loosely taken from “When pigs fly.” I just need to know what the marketing conversation was like?

“Hey! Jim, how about ‘When dog’s grow wings’, because, you know, we’ve got a damn dog we need to use?”
“I’m not sure Larry, isn’t the expression ‘when pigs fly?’”
“Yeah, but… we’ve got to use this dog, i mean just LOOK at him”
“We’ll ask Sally, hey Sally?”
“PUPPPPPPPPYYYYYYY”

And that’s how decisions are made at 1-800 flowers.

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