I'm sorry… I'm in love with someone else. I appreciate the time you took to buy me a card, but I could never accept a storebought lie-riddled corporation-manufactured card from anyone regarding anything at all, leaving love aside. You know what they do with these postmodern devil creations, right? They process them in factories, making sure to squeeze the life and joy out every single card. In that counter-humane process, the love dies. I'm sorry I couldn't take your hand today. We can arm wrestle another time.