Beckeye & CP with mystery bloggerNew York seems to be the place for coolio blogger meet-ups.
And who is this lovely and mysterious writer in our midst? First reader to guess correctly gets some homemade flan for dessert.
Ok, so that was really stupid.
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Hmm, it looks like I'm trying to grab her ass in that picture.
I was. I was just hoping I wouldn't get caught.
Beckeye- As her husband, she is used to it by now.
CP & Poor George- She came home with stars in her eyes. Had she not been so worn out by the trip, I might have heard what the heck went on. All I heard was, "you would want to take them home with you in your pocket" before she fell into bed and went straight to sleep. At this very moment she is muttering about keeping me out of the kitchen. I don't know what kind of spell you gentlemen worked up, but I'm sure I'll living with the aftermath for some time.
Thank you so very, very much. You made this trip a lark, instead of the grind that it set out to be. For this, I owe you big.
Should You or Beckeye ever find yourself out this way, expect the ROYAL treatment, or as much as Canton has to offer. You have gifted her with a night that she will not soon forget and I feel obliged to offer the same in return. Mind you, I have nothing to offer that NYC doesn't have in spades, but there is the possibility of illegal fireworks and as much ice cream as you can hold. We don't have the "Great White Way" but I would be more than happy to provide the monologue from most any Broadway play you could name. I don't dance or cook well, but I do have a bevy of dirty jokes that I would love to share.
You have opened your hearts to me and mine and I would love to do the same for you. Just ask.
Doc
Aw shucks Doc, 'twas nothing at all. But we already told Flannery to reserve us space in the hot tub. I wouldn't mind if you also had a tiki bar party while we were there and invited that one large guy - and then put me in charge of the cocktails so that I can have some fun with that. Just make sure there's someone else around to carry him home because I have a trick back.
So are you going to slap Beckeye for flirting with your wife, or just ask to watch like most guys would?
Look at the way the twinkle in her eye lights up everything in front of you. Sweet!
That Beckeye! She's all hands man!
All I am saying is: Beckeye is one saucy dame!
I need to get the hell out of the house more.
grand central at night.......
I hope that can be me next week! I want to be fondled by Beckeye too :)
Hey, I'm an equal opportunity fondler.
Looks like me, but sadly it wasn't.
I like to pretend (Although I spent a couple weeks in NYC a few years ago and fully understand IT IS the center of the universe although because I'm hyper competitive it drives me nuts) that all the cool blogger meet ups happen in Chicago.
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