So all right, a pimple person wouldn’t know who Sophia Loren is. And that same pimple person would make the majestic mistake of giving my Louie-Louie Lad an opportunity to rub his back legs together and create that great scritching noise the male tree frogs make to attract lady tree frogs, by saying to him, “I’ll tell the girls you’re ready for them.”
It’s not her fault he’s a Louie-Louie Lad of major years … and experience …
And it’s no one’s fault that my oh-so-wonderful Lad just isn’t used to being incapacitated in any major way … like not being able to talk straight with his mouth out of shape (for a change) … but he did earn a very strong RICHARD when those back legs started their scritching.
What else is a Louie-Louie Lass supposed to do?