It seems as though moonpies are a big hit in our cycling commune. I've always been a fan of the moonpie. Yesterday, on our sat morn group ride my boy Wayno brought me one on the 8:30 loop. I put it in the jersey pocket (aka the oven) till the appropriate place to consume it. The Blue Moon Cafe! How fitting...people were eyeballin me like a mug!
Wayno won't be there next week, but rest assured---i will have one, double stuffed too! Anyone else want one?
Email me a picture of you and your moonpie for a future posting at kevinhorvath@tmo.blackberry.net
Oh, and ol blogger bully calls me moonpie. Where has my bully been? Seems like he's upset with something... Oh well, I'm sure we'll be fine in time. C o m e- b a c k ! ! !
You are gay.
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Let me see some of your A material and I will hook you up.
That's not nice Gene!I liked it better when you were quiet--if you're gonna talk like that! Your fired!
ReplyDeleteUnlikely--eyeing the moon pie. They were likely waiting for you to throw up.
ReplyDeleteNo need to hate. Moon Pies are for everyone. Great with you post ride bean too...
ReplyDeleteYou are totally right this time, moonpie. Art, I'm very sorry if I offended you. I was completely insensitive and I feel terrible about it. You're cool with me no matter which way you swing. How can I make it up to you?
ReplyDeleteBetter late than never! Don't hetero hate Art. You can't have it and you're just gonna have to learn to live with it!
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