--Ricky Martin in an excerpt from his new memoir, Me.
Awakening the animal in Ricky Martin. That mental image ought to help get you through a Monday morning. But why does this title sound familiar?
Monday, November 1, 2010
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Ricky...sigh...just looking into his eyes soothes my soul. If only he knew how happy I could make him and his precious twin sons.
So, Sam, let me ask you: What awakens the "instinctive, the animal" in you? For me...it's peanut M&Ms and old Bette Davis movies.
Dark Chocolate and Vivien Leigh.
Oh please.
I'll take a bearded, gap toothed, skinny hillbilly truckdriver any day. But then that's me. So uncouth.
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