Hot Damn and Lego Waffles

Babydoll and I were doing rocket ships that night.

We were lighting fuses often but tonight was the cat’s meow. Babydoll was the first damsel I got together with after Smooch left the mortal plane. Dynamite dame that Smooch was, she gave me new booyah. Less wander. More aloha. We only had five moons from uno lip smack to bye bye baby you’ve got me to god.

After being on the dark side of the moon till the salt shaker emptied. I met Babydoll and was all in. BD saw Smooch on one of our first puffin stuffs. Babydoll told me that Smooch was hanging out over my right shoulder giving her the two thumbs up. No surprise that she could be seen. Smooch visited me often in my dream space yeehah. It was king annoyance that she could be with me in the ways I couldn’t be with her. Granted. No fretting on my part. It was beyond booyah!

Like I said, Babydoll was the first. She had gotten the thumbs up so she knew the game. What lightning bolted us both was Smooch showing up in midst of rocketshipping.

It was 11PM vittles, queen beds and dim lights on Cantaloupe. We were lighting the first stage Parson juice when Babydoll goes lunar and tells me that Smooch is in the command module. By now we are both doing EVA’s. I am going to keep Babydoll tethered. Someone has to watch the mothership while she telephone lines with mission control. “What’s going on B.D”

“She’s in your spacesuit touching my Aphrodite cells. She says it’s ok to be in the playground riding the seesaw and, yes, he’s the boy. Land on the moon with him. He’s real!”

Well, hot damn and Lego waffles. That’s the best Hanuman I’ve heard in a long time. No adverbs needed. The three of us stay in the playground as long as we can. Like I said, I am just the tether, Babydoll is the radar dish and Smooch is the broadcast. She’ll have to go when Babydoll’s batteries begin to flicker.

Soon it’s just two on the seesaw. Babydoll needs some time for her luna eyes to soften.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzz.