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Seriously, you need to be careful what you say on your next date. What you claim can and will be used against you by Kumail Nanjiani.
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We recommend you just read Love, Etc. and let Kumail deal with us instead 😉
Yes, yes. We all know the quintessential romantic encounter. Dinner for two by candlelight, gazing long hours into one another’s eyes, so smitten dinner is forgotten while the violinist plays Mozart’s “Romance Andante” in the corner and the waiter stands at the ready with a towel folded over his arm.
But somewhere along the line, if it’s going to be a truly good night, someone is going to have to make a joke and someone is going to have to laugh. Trust us. They’ve done studies. In the most general terms, women seek partners who can make them laugh. Men seek partners who can appreciate their jokes.
Either way, humor is an essential ingredient to a good relationship, and may even play a part in evolutionary survival.
We want you to have a happy Valentine’s Day, and we’re here to help with a Valentine playlist of great love songs. A Funny Valentine Playlist.
So please, laugh with your love. The future of the human race depends on it.
Photo by Brent, Creative Commons license via Flickr. This is a modified reprint of a post that originally appeared at Tweetspeak Poetry.
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Sometimes a serious article is just too good to pass up for humorous opportunity. So it was for the fated Movie Date Night Can Double as Therapy, which Maureen Doallas read in the New York Times.
Says the article, “A fascinating new study shows that sappy relationship movies made in Hollywood can actually help strengthen relationships in the real world.”
Sappy relationship movies, supposedly strengthening relationships, can also make grist for real love humor poems.
Reel to Real: Study in Contrasts
He never wanted to be with me
at a chick flick. And I have to say,
I had some opinions on bromances
myself. So, we shook hands, agreed
It’s Complicated, this trying to bond
over the other’s rotten taste. I can
see Terms of Endearment any time;
he can meet the guys for Superbad.
If I had to watch that, I told him,
I’d just wanna go to the rooftops
and scream. Later, I dutifully noted
in my old Notebook that I’d hoped
he’d get over his love of Swingers.
If I can give up Steel Magnolias,
the least he can do is not replay
Shaun of the Dead. We could make
a Love Story all our own, I hinted.
He wouldn’t take that bait, even
after I showed him the University
of Rochester study about the role
of relationship movies being just
as effective as any couples therapy.
Neither of us would have to be in
a control group. He sniffed, claimed
he’d rather be Sleepless in Seattle
than discuss the implications
of Date Night or the highs and lows
of When Harry Met Sally. Still, he
didn’t laugh when he said he might
imagine me in She’s Having My Baby.
Me, Working Girl, that I am? He’s either
Clueless or snarfed too much Mystic Pizza.
Poem by Maureen Doallas.
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She loves him, she loves him, she loves him. For his caffeine and his generous foam.
Taylor the Latte Boy Song by Marcy Heisler and Zina Goldrich. Sung by Kristin Chenoweth. Photo by Wickerfurniture, Creative commons via Flickr.
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