In my column this week, I commit a no-no and do a bit of kiss-n-tell.
Wonder if any old boyfriends will recognize themselves. I'd love to hear your stories as well. Comment away!
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You're caged heat Erin.
Crikey!
My god woman. Poetry. Poetry with pheremones on top.
I am not from Cleveland and only recognize a couple of these references but it doesn't matter. These memories take us all back to somewhere in time. Very nice Erin.
Miz Erin, your words speak to our core. Quite simply...I'm happily addicted. Please keep it coming.
And here I didn't think you remembered! My Pinto, my motorcycle, my corned beef sandwich, not to mention my stint as the piano player at that gin joint - geez, you're really taking me back.
Sweet!
Awwww... the Pinto made me laugh. You stole my boyfriend.
I saw myself I was the cop that told you all to put your cloths on and scram.
*sigh* i hope i have half of the happy memories that you have had, erin. that was beautiful.
That was lovely and sweet and sad and wonderful and so many other things. I can see why people have been telling me to read you.
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