Though it may be a distant memory, there was a time prior to junior high school when every Valentine's Day was something to look forward to, a time before the holiday's purpose became simply to highlight one's singleness.

Every year, you'd decorate a lunch bag, tape it to the front of your school desk and watch it fill with dozens of tiny, yet clever missives sealed in envelopes as thin as Bible pages.

Those days are now easily relived by going to and picking up a pack of their reproduction 1950s valentines, featuring octopuses confessing their "arms long for you" and hot dogs proclaiming "FRANKLY, I like you!" No Spongebobs or Pokemons in the bunch.