Baby girl... I know what's going on here. Your heart's done been hiJACKed. Your sweet little heart's a-flutter. Your emotions are swooning, cuz they're all JACKed up!!! I'll hang my hat up at Baby's Place, baby-doll. But alas, this JACK was born to roam alone. Oh give me land, lotsa land, Baby... don't fence me in! XOXO - Baby's JACK!
Baby... we're "seeing each other" in those rare moments when my puppy posse parks. BF/GF is a commitment a pup of my age just can't make yet! I said I'd hang my hat up at Baby's Place from time to time. I didn't say you could collar me, Baby girl! My daddies don't want a paternity suit, so they have me on a short leash until the "procedure whose name we do not speak" has robbed me of my playa parts!
Yogi on Oct 15 at 04:09 PM