June 08, 2019, 04:22 PM
You've still got it, Teddy.The ebony warbler sat, completely wooed by Teddy's advances, watching as he continued on his journey. The flying part was what was taking the biggest toll on his health — he was used to flying around the living room, not British Columbia — but he was managing to keep that from the ladies. There was some guilt in flirting while away from Joan, but he was sure he'd get over it. These ladies meant nothing compared to his lover, his heart and soul.
"Turn off the lights, and light a candle."
Uh, uh, uh, oomf.
"Tonight I'm in, a romantic moo-oo-od."
It was at this point that Teddy perched himself up onto a nearby branch to act out the dance routine playing in his head. I'll wash your body, he sang, wings drawing sensually over his chest,
You wash mine, yeah.His left wing was pointing into the Wilds as his other wrapped around his bowed head.
Rub me down, in some HOT oils baby, yeah...