They Call Me Dr. Love

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Guys, it’s not too late. If you need an emergency STAT consult, you know where to find me.

14 Comments
  1. Mike the Eyeguy

    This is what “romance-in-the-trenches” looks like…

  2. Mike the Eyeguy

    It was a real dilemma. Do I go with the red iPod or the red crock pot…red iPod or red crock pot?

    I went with the red crock pot…

  3. Mike the Eyeguy

    BTW, she asked for the red crock pot…

  4. Mike the Eyeguy

    It should come in handy now that she’s working part-time as a substitute teacher…

  5. Mike the Eyeguy

    The kids at school love her…

  6. Mike the Eyeguy

    And I do too…

  7. Mike the Eyeguy

    The Walker shortbread cookies are a longstanding tradition. She really doesn’t care that much for boxed chocolates…

  8. Mike the Eyeguy

    Don’t worry, I’ll take her out to dinner…

  9. Mike the Eyeguy

    On Saturday.

  10. Stoogelover

    You are, indeed, an inspiration to those of us who don’t do Valentine’s Day! At least you don’t have to download a crockpot.

  11. Mike the Eyeguy

    We’ll be cookin’ up a heap of steamin’ love in that thar crock pot!

    Whoo doggy!

  12. Bill Gnade

    Mike,

    With humor like that, Mike, I find that even I am in falling in love with you!

    The Love Doctor indeed!

    Gnade

    PS. From Steven Wright: “I was walking around town the other day, wearing my glasses, when the prescription suddenly ran out.”

    PPS. Is “Crock Pot” a metaphor?

  13. Mike the Eyeguy

    Yes, the crock pot can definitely serve as metaphor. Take two motley, mixed up people, combine all their strengths, weaknesses, quirks and experiences, shake well, allow to simmer for nearly 23 years, and–voila!–out pops a tasty dish.

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