Hooptie Dooing

Hello sweetie, I brought you some flowers I'm the clown you lovingly call hubby I know how it makes you all gushy and stuff When we cuddle up all lovey dovey It usually leads to some playful smooching When we caress and I nibble your toes Have I ever told you how much that excites me Feelings of passion start to flow Hope my panting and fussing isn't heard By the old couple living next door If they get too excited, they'll probably need A defibrillator, their heart to restore But let's get back to me and you sweetie Smooching and hoochy cooing It sure turns my crank, puts a tiger in my tank Absolutely love all this hooptie dooing!
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Cunningham Avatar
February 20, 2020 at 12:03 PM
Haha, bet you were like a lion back in the day. Hooptie doping, love it.
Ellison Avatar
February 20, 2020 at 12:23 PM
Oh you betcha... of course you meant "Hooptie DOING" LOL
Pigeon Tart Avatar
February 20, 2020 at 8:51 AM
Heh heh, love Daniel's response, Pops ;D, xomo!
Ellison Avatar
February 20, 2020 at 8:56 AM
Love being a dirty old man LOL! But you ain't seen nothin' yet! XOX
Turner Avatar
February 20, 2020 at 8:24 AM
you dirty old man! LOL Hey, I don't blame you. I could use a little hooptie doing myself
Pigeon Tart Avatar
February 20, 2020 at 8:52 AM
;D,
Ellison Avatar
February 20, 2020 at 8:44 AM
Unfortunately, a little "little hooptie doing" is in my distant past! LOL Thanks for dropping by again Dan!
Michael Avatar
February 20, 2020 at 8:23 AM
Nice one...I enjoyed it Jack...
Ellison Avatar
February 20, 2020 at 8:46 AM
Thanks, Arturo... much appreciated! Cheers!
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