This day always makes me laugh. Apparently, it was designated on March 14th as the “Valentine’s Day for Me,” reinforcing the incredibly harmful trope (that I used to buy into—not THAT long ago, in the scheme of things) that women want love will trade sex for it and men want sex and will trade love for it.
That said, I can get behind any day offering a nice slab of delicious steak and oral, at least as much as I can get behind a day designed to show affection and love that should be shown every offing day of the year.
Which I guess means that I feel like celebrating steak and blowjobs is a task for every day.
And I do, really.