Tenerife, Daniel O’Donnell, Stormy Daniels and long cocks

 

The hunting season is coming to a close and the long cocks are up.

I don’t hunt and as far as long cocks go…I just got my invitation to the “event”… and it reads in part     “You and a guest are invited to the 10th  annual Bunclody long cock competition.  As in the past, the competition will be stiff and well represented by some of the longest cocks in the county.  This year’s judge will be Stormy Daniels (of Donald Trump fame).  She will be wearing full latex, including gloves as she does the cock measurements…”

It goes on … but read

 Bunclody’s 2nd annual “long cock” competition 

first…that’s if you haven’t already.

I can’t believe it has been going on for that long and that that blog is still the most read blog I have written.  Read by people in 24 countries.

The competition has been pushed back to 01/04/2020,  that’s the way the Irish list dates.  

Off to some sun and fun.

After my trip to Venice, I swore never to fly Ryanair  again… but here I am on to Tenerife aboard the airline of the masses.  Some time back they tried to set up sections on their planes that were standing room only.  Didn’t pass government regulations, so they arranged  the seats to accommodate those 5’2″ and under.

While boarding the plane I got to talk to Daniel O’Donnell the famous Irish singer.  I don’t think I have ever heard a song by him…so not so famous to me.

Nice guy.  On his way with his family for a little R&R.

 

Of course I concealed a bottle of Irish going on and proceeded to have a few and after a while got to thinking about Stormy and her latex gloves measuring the long cocks.  Got me all tingly or maybe it was just the Irish Whiskey.

Just have one comment on the game that I couldn’t watch…1st and goal on the 1…come on.

During the holidays I was asked if I was ever going to have another open invitation to be a guest blogger.  Hadn’t thought about it so yes I am.  Mark Southworth was the first and he was great so … Mark, Lorcan, Michael, Peet and whom ever, send them on to carney.daniel@gmail.com. Perhaps I can get Stormy to handle the submissions.  Try to keep it around 500 words, otherwise Stormy might doze off.

On the way back from Dublin, we stopped at the same petrol station at which I put gas into the tank rather than diesel.  Those of you who read about that day might recall me befriending the manager of the station.  She told me of her husband waiting for a transplant and wasn’t sure he would make it…good news he got it and is doing fine.  She remembered me and told me with tears in her eyes.

Oh ya…Tenerife… jodidamente brilliante!!!

 

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