Lion Head Mesa teacup ride

-and i met you!

gucci, with every ounce of dramatics, raised then threw his head back, and lifted a paw to his forehead.

"oh! oh ah'm butterd's a hot pan!" he exclaimed.

then, fixing his posture, in a tone more suitable, said; "don'tcha fret 'bout none a-them mean ones, they's all bark, none bite." he added an encouraging wink.

"sesh?" this made him pause. gucci looked the lady over again. "sayin' that's wha' y'are?" it puzzled him. "why'd they stick ya there?"