I loathe Valentines Day

One Valentines Day, John came home from work with a bunch of flowers for his wife Jane.

He arrives home, and Jane and her friend Kate are having coffee.

“Happy Valentines Day Jane,” says John, handing her the huge bunch of flowers.

“Oh, thanks, John.”

When John walks out of the room, Kate remarks to Jane what a loving husband she has.

“Yeah,” says Jane, not looking very happy, “but now that means I’ll have to spend the rest of the night on my back and with my legs in the air.”

Kate says, “Why? Don’t you have a vase?”