Ice Queen Blog Post #8

ICE QUEEN BLOG POST #8

Mmm, Whatcha Say?

Hey there, puck bunnies! Ice Queen here, your go-to gal for the coolest takes on all things Barracudas.

Thanksgiving started when the pilgrims and Indians sat down for dinner. Since then, it has grown into a day of things to be thankful for—friends, family, and a parade full of giant balloons and one-of-a-kind floats. It’s also a day when everyone comes together to share joy and good health.

So, what am I thankful for? I’m thankful for all of you, my fans and followers. I couldn’t keep doing what I do if it wasn’t for all of your love and enthusiasm. I appreciate all your comments, good and bad, and the photos you send me of Gerard and his team of hockey jocks.

But this year, there’s one thing I’m not thankful for. Gerard fucking Gunnarson.

That’s right. He and I have entered a frosty era, and I’m not above shoving an icicle up his giant ass. Okay, that might be a tad overdramatic, but you’d react the same way if you got an email full of thinly veiled threats.

The golden-haired boy himself wrote that if I don’t back off from writing about his boyfriend, he’ll make sure I have nothing to write about. Apparently, revealing the identity of his boyfriend crossed a line. Well, excuse me for giving the people what they want.

While consent is key, and I would never go against his wishes, that doesn’t mean I have to be happy about it. I mean, what am I supposed to do now? Find another hockey hunk to obsess over? I guess I could set my sights on Drew Larney and his burgeoning, bromantic friendship with Jackson Monroe. It could be interesting to dig into. Or what about that freshman phenom, Nathan Paisley? The kid is already making waves with his bright pink hair and sick blocks on the ice. He’s sure to have a legion of fans in no time.

But no one can replace Gerard. He’s the king of the ice, the prince of the puck, the sultan of skating. Without him, what’s even the point? So, here’s hoping he gets over himself and realizes that the Ice Queen always wins.

Until next time.

Ice Queen skating off!

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