I’m fairly certain that if I called anyone I know “snookums” they’d kick me in a particularly sensitive location on my body.
I’m hardly down on love, mind you. Quite the contrary! I’m fond enough of it to be actively & happily polyamorous. But let’s be honest with ourselves, one and all: When we were newly fallen we probably annoyed everybody. Nobody dodges that bullet.
At any rate: Happy Valentine’s Day, folks.