I’m trying to understand what Galentine’s Day actually is. I mean, I thought Valentine’s Day was already more directed toward the ladies anyway. Just because I’m a guy doesn’t mean I don’t want all that lovey-dovey, mushy-gushy stuff. And just like in the Iditarod, I say: the more mush, the better.
That’s why I propose Fella-tine’s Day—a Valentine’s Day strictly for the fellas. Although I’m sure my girlfriend would prefer, I was proposing to her. At least now, if I had to pull her goat, I’d have a whole dogsled team behind me. Even then, it would probably only budge an inch. It’s one stubborn goat—and that really budges me.
For Fella-tine’s Day, forget Hallmark. Give your man a baseball or football card instead. Personally, I’d prefer a rookie Balto card. Mint condition, obviously.
Speaking of mints, what Fella-tine’s Day isn’t complete without some sort of candy? I’m not talking about chocolates or those little hearts with cutesy messages written on them. No. What a guy really wants is eye candy. So, dress in something provocative. You know, like snow pants, a well-worn parka, and maybe a trapper’s hat.
But in the end, Fella-tine’s Day is really about going the extra mile for your partner. Over a thousand miles, to be exact. Across the Yukon, being pulled by a team of huskies… and possibly one very confused goat.
