Friday, April 6, 2007

So You Want to be a Maneater?

Whoa, five gorgeous women, gorgeous unaccompanied women, on the loose in Europe. That thought alone brings shivers to the spines of all European men. This could be fun girls. Sigh.

Oh wait. Unaccompanied doesn't mean available for three of us. Double sigh. (Just kidding, Dr. GO)

So, while three of us dress extremely modestly, behave impeccably, and keep our eyes slightly downcast, 2 of you just might be on the prowl. Meow.

Three Not Prowlers

Honestly, there is some sort of radar built into men that allows them to quickly pass their eyes across a crowd and find those available women.

Do not be surprised when some Croatian god, shoes in hand as a gesture of submission, buys you the drink of the day and sweeps you right off the beach with his sexiness and inspired sense of fashion.

Prowler

Do not be surprised if you are wooed by a proud American in those swim pants that European women find oh so erotic, but to me look like the guy has stuffed mashed potatoes down the front of his suit in order to smuggle them out of the Windjammer Cafe.


Prowler


What happens on a cruise stays on a cruise.

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