I say this a little too often.

Hate.

I hate the word 'Lover'. That word sends the iciest cold shiver down my vertebral column (wink, wink awesome word of the day).

Vertebral column, noun.

Meaning: The most sexiest part of the human anatomy

Leaving the banter.

Which sane individual would call the other half,a lover? The term lover is meant to be used in a context when one of the partners strike an odd resemblance to Jean claude van in a blonde wig or even better an American gladiator with yet another blonde wig. Pardon me, if I am stereotyping the word lover. I was conditioned at a young age that erotic love stories begin with a raven haired beauty and an overbulging and shiny blonde haired man.

I am not raven haired, neither do I ever plan to set my sights on an overbulging shiny blonde haired man. Thus, the word - lover? Worthless.

On the topic of love and media. One of the greatest love story in history: Olivia Newton John and her husband who mysteriously disappeared 15 years ago.
Another potential love story: Will be you and the following video



p.s. I discovered embedding a few minutes ago. This would have been the coolest video to mark the discovery.

Enjoy.