Apparently in bygone eras like the 1950’s from when this little gem comes, blatant racism was thought to be cute especially on Valentine’s Day. Oh where to begin! Is it the broken English that is supposed to be to endearing to the reader? Is it the rapidly approaching threat of physical violence should he not get the wampum he wants? And should this lad go on the love warpath and ultimately be successful in getting his valentine, what is he going to do with that axe? Axe her out on a date? If we tried, could we roll our eyes more?
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