Has it really been eight years?!
Take your pick. You can have the roses, which are more traditionally appropriate for anniversaries.
You can have the lilacs, which I know are your favorite but you are so allergic to them that you could die.
(Fortunately this is just on the computer, instead of in the kitchen, otherwise the white roses might be more appropriate).
You could have a random assortment of flowers in a vase.
Or you could just have a skunk with a strange name.
Hell, it's our anniversary. Have 'em all. You just have to keep the skunk outside.
Thank you, Shannon, for eight years of putting up with my sh*t.
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