This year, in Hobbit-fashion, I'm giving you a gift on my birthday!
One of the most precious presents I ever got myself was a "Puff" parody written and performed by lovely Lady Larken! And since I have now the technical skill and her permission to post, you can share the glee!
(As you know, you can take it full-size with a click on the bottom-right button!)
(And if there's someone with you whose full-size bottom you want to click, too, be my guest!)
And should you want to run it again and sing along ( and you should!!), here are the lyrics!
Dave the Magic Wolfie howls at the moon,
And frolics on the interwebs, and draws those WolfieToons.
Little spanking capers, all that kinky stuff,
Swats and stings and ouchy things, he never gets enough.
Oh…
Dave the Magic Wolfie howls at the moon,
And frolics on the interwebs, and draws those WolfieToons.
Dave the Magic Wolfie howls at the moon,
And frolics on the interweb,s and draws those WolfieToons.
Forever he is drawing, transforming bottoms pale.
Wolfie does his own research on rosening girl's tails.
Forever he is searching for bottoms plump and round;
Naughty Imps will lower their pants when Wolfie comes around.
Dave the Magic Wolfie howls at the moon,
And frolics on the interwebs, and draws those WolfieToons.
Dave the Magic Wolfie howls at the moon,
And frolics on the interwebs, and draws those WolfieToons.
Spanks don't sting forever, despite our protest noise;
But painted bums and penciled puns will always bring us joys.
Today is Wolfie's birthday, the Dave that we adore;
The day he started on this path, to make us Imps so sore.
His head's full of tomorrow, planning his next toon.
Wolfie's got an itch, you see, to spank some Imps real soon.
He is our life-long friend, so the Imps must all be brave;
We'll take his birthday spankings now, and Happy Birthday, Dave!
Dave the Magic Wolfie howls at the moon,
And frolics on the interwebs, and draws those WolfieToons.
Dave the Magic Wolfie howls at the moon,
And frolics on the interwebs, and draws those WolfieToons.
Happy Birthday, DW!
Thank you again, most skilled and talented, lovely and loving Larken!! This has continued to bring me such joy, and, I trust, all of the Blog Peekers here, too!
This one time, but not in band camp, I gave Larken this Birthday Button:
And she wore it all day!
No.
Yes, she did, and got seven offers!
No.
Maybe it was five.
One really good one.
And she wrote this WolfieToon, A Revised Antediluvian Tale:
In which I deliberately hid everything of any prurient interest! Ha, take that!
But it reminds me of another True Story: Larken once appeared live on stage as Eve!
Really?
Yes, and they did Authentic Costuming
What?
All Natural! Or is that, "au natural."
Now you have committed a Fibhood.
No indeed, I heard it from Randy Beaman's cousin Harry!
I'm just wild about Harry, and so is Larken. Here's Wild Harry now:
Happiest Birthday, Querida!
Here's a song parody she wrote; whoever does the best Dean Martin, call me, and we'll record it!
THAT'S AMORE
by Larken
(In Spankoli, where love is King, when Top Meets Imp, here's what they say~!)
When the moon hits His eye 'cause you're over His thigh
That's amore!
When He makes your tush shine 'cause you've had too much wine
That's amore!
Imps will sing, what's that thing, ouch what sting,
But they'll sing a cappella!
Imps will prance; they will dance, without pants
Like a hot tarantella!
When your Top is old school and He makes a new rule,
That's amore!
When you dance on His lap with each loud ouchy slap,
You're in love!
When you're spanked 'til you gleam
It's your dream, and you might want some-more-ay,
Scuzza me, but you see, back in old Spankoli
That's amore!
When His spoon makes you cry 'cause you did not comply
That's amore!
When His brush makes you whine 'cause you stepped out of line
That's amore!
Tops will say, "Imps obey!"
You might stray, and 'cause you're not vanilla,
You'll be tipped,
Over all the way,
Spanked without delay,
He's a real Toppy fella!
You're an angel all day, and you just want to play,
That's amore!
Then Top Logic appears and you're flipped OTK,
You're in love!
When you're life is a dream that's come true, you adore your Signore!
You lie over His knee and you're spanked happily,
That's amore!
