What is Spanksgiving, you ask?  Let me provide some color to this black and white portrait.  What seems like eon ago I walked into an amazing club in Second Life called The Bee Hive.  I met a wild and wacky group of people who enjoyed spanking each other.  I just sat back and enjoyed the music as well as the amusing banter.  Over time I had heard tales of this thing called Spanksgiving, however, I didn’t inquire as to what it was.   Over the course of time I became endeared to this loud, capricious crew.  Last year I attended my first Spanksgiving.  The music is played the banter continues.  The spanking is manifest to one and all.

This is the one day a year I will don a spanker in Second Life and allow those in close proximity to click and watch me do a backflip (it is the spanker that controls it).  I, as well, will indulge a bit and spank those around me as we commence with mindless, whimsical conversation.  This year, as I was not well (stated before) I didn’t change out of my new Sunday Blues On The Green attire (I am a hamster for those now to attempt to get friends to change their ways and desist from smoking hamsters).  I arrived at Bistro Olive and immediately began sending limos for all those on my contact list who had not arrived and I felt should be there.  Then I put on my spanker and sat on a piece of signage.  Since my spanker was as big as my avatar, it didn’t take much for anyone to send me spinning in the air.

With everyone in attendance that could be there (a few missing due to RL and SL issues and obligations) we had an absolutely amazing time and all are looking forward to next years festivities and to see who will host the holiday that should be declared an international holiday.