Ava, Dork, Tiffany
I had Ava Fabian's issue of Playboy and it (she) and I spent many quiet, and surprisingly tender, moments together in my dorm room at San Diego State.
I was once a subscriber to Tiffany Taylor's website shortly after going online, before I knew you didn't have to pay for most of your internet entertainment. Unless my memory fails me, it's the only subscription I've ever had to such a site.
No, it's not creepy. I'd like to think it's pure, glorious serendipity that these were the two dressed-up Playmates for this perfect evening, a nod to me and my years of patronage to the Hefner Empire, a special event Just. For. Me.
At least that's what I told myself when I spent a quiet, and surprisingly tender, moment later that night in the hotel bathroom.
posted by Joe Speaker @ 11:26 AM
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You should have somehow posted that in a way where the guy who had to take a leak in that bathroom the next morning couldn't see that post.
But I don't blame you.
I never made the Ski School link until Chad mentioned it later in Vegas.
So put that in your pipe, and smoke it mister.
I also love when that same dude walks in to the chalet and sarcastically says, "Anybody got a beer?" just to see one whiz by his head. Great movie.
"Let's each put a hand on his belly."
"Sounds good, sister."
I'm going to ignore that the subject of this post is spankin' it. What caught my attention was that you went to SDSU.
I've noticed a few things in reading your blog over the last few months that really stood out: Reference to the Yard and Tommies and some music interests.
Very cool. I went to SDSU and still go to the Yard and Tommies. I just haven't blogged about milking the monkey yet (Nor am I...um...inspired to do so).
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