[F4Calendar Reform] You Blew Your Chance!

You had your chance. I set aside a whole day, where I was gonna let you do whatever you wanted with me or to me. You were all full of big ideas and lewd plans about ropes and ball gags and handcuffs, and "Oh, please Mister, don't make me do that…

But, come February 29th, you didn't show up. All talk and no action. Some pitiful excuse about "Leap Year" or some shit like that. It was worse than Bill Murray's stupid "Groundhog Day wouldn't end" excuse, and he got no do-overs.

Still, you did beg and plead so prettily for another chance. You're cute when you grovel like that.

So, foolish me, I set aside a whole hour -- an hour! -- for you to make it right.

So, where were you between 2:00 and 3:00 AM on Sunday, huh!

Face it, bub. You blew it. I could'a been making out with another guy, or sleeping more, but now I've lost a whole hour! And for what!

Thanks for nothing! I want my hour back!