You know the commercial. Always when I’m eating too, this stupid ad for Valtrex comes on where some ugly schmo confesses to the world that he has genital herpes, flanked by a gorgeous girl who looks on with lovey dovey eyes and then turns to the camera to inform us that she doesn’t.

“And together, we’re trying to keep it that way.” She then wraps her arms around him in a show of warmth and wubs.

I have a message for the girl: dump Herpo-man and dial me up. There’s no need to roll around in the hay with a disease-riddled dweeb when you can get some fresh, wholesome, whistle-clean loving from a guy like me. Really, why would you want to stick long-term with a bum who has now medically proven to us all what a promiscious man whore he is? This is somebody you want to spend the rest of your life with? What’s next, adopting a pet dog with rabies?

So really, drop this silliness and come cuddle up with me. I’ve had my shots, a clean bill of health, and all the love you will ever need.