Drum roll, please.
Spuds has graciously offered to mark each and every upcoming Thursday with one of his choice Puppy Makin' tunes (a.k.a Sex Jams, for all of us two-legged folks). This often forgotten genre can be a powerful tool in the party animal's box. Trust us, Spuds knows this kind of stuff.
This particular musical gem holds a special meaning for Spuds. One evening while drifting in and out of a blissful sleep in his slammer cell, he recalled an especially seductive lyric from one of his past puppy love playlists. It would be years, not days, of "Let me lick you up and down, till you say stop" occupying much of his mental processes. Unable to place the specific song and/or melody--the lyric took on a whole new meaning to Spuds. It became his mantra in meditation, his go-to line to kick off his freestyle and his pick-up line at the coffee shop.
You can imagine his excitement when he first heard the complete masterpiece from which the lyric that had been taunting him for the past two years had been pulled from. So, to commemorate Spuds' subconscious lady loving skills and to inspire us all to offer ourselves until we are told to stop, here's your first "Puppy Makin' Music Tune of the Week".
Woof, woof.
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