Lion Head Mesa [wp] i really need you tonight

for a prolonged moment he considered that this might be a bad idea, but then the sweet-tongued berries whispered into his shapely ears that naaaaaw, this ain't gon' go bad, ain't na' way!

gucci seated himself (no mats were provided to him) and overly dramatically cleared his throat.

"ehm, ehm. here goes!"

it began with humming the tune, forcefully at first, obviously tense.

and yet as the berries and nostalgia worked, the former showdog began to sway...

"gerogia... georgiaah...

the whole day throuuugh,

jest an ol', sweet SANG,

keeps gerogia on mah miiinnnd..."

he accompanied his rises and falls in tone with gestures, sways of the tail and positioning of the ears, miming an orchestra conductor.

"ah said a-georgia!

georgiah...

a saang o' yooouuu,

comes 's sweet n clear,

's moonlight through th' piiineees..."

fully engrossed, the diminutive man reached out for the princess. he placed his forepaws on her ribs and pulled her upward, so that with support both could stand on their hindlegs. he guided the little girl into a simple two-step-into-spin dance, still singing.

"ather arms a-reach out t' meee,

athar eyes smile s' ten-duh-leee,

still, in th' peaceful dream ah seee,

th' rou~ou~oud,

leads back,

t' youuuu..."

a bit too engrossed, gucci attempted to twirl the child. unfortunately, he forgot he lacked fingers, and ended up letting go.

the singer fell spine-first onto the ground with an ough!