Let me just start off by saying I have nothing against romance, love, doilies, or the color red. I love my boyfriend. I love little handmade cards. I just happen to hate Valentine's Day. It makes most single people I know feel lousy about being single. It makes most coupled people I know feel obligated to show their affecion for thier significant others in a manner that is totally manufactured. I know this sentiment of mine is not original in the slightest. But I figure because this is my blog, I'm allowed to not be original here if I don't want to be once in a while. Yep. I don't like Valentine's Day. I've said it. But I do like beer. Yes I do. And I'm going to have one with my friend Matthew right now.
The husband from Annabelle isn't that bad of guy. His only crime is that he's the one that bought the doll, which wasn't even posessed at the time. Still, its a super creepy doll and he's a bad husband just for buying that awful gift to begin with.