Two young lovers, in a field, exchanging a valentines day card. Awwww, so cute, right? Well, except the poem that accompanied this super old picture (from the 1910 Los Angeles Herald) seemed somehow profane:
"Jack Horner wrote a valentine. Bo Peep, sweet maid. My heart is thine; Let me tend your flock, rest beside my haycock, I'll share my pie if you'll be mine."
Bloody murderous rage! This samurai is chopping up the whole lot. Arms and legs are everywhere, and he is even holding a head in his fricking hand. Is that a souvenir? Is he going to take it home? What is he doing? Why is he so angry?!