Spring is here. The birds and the bees again. I think about making whoopie more in the spring. It is only natural. This year I am going to share my love with somebody. It is time for me to act like a man, get a good job, get a woman, and get a life. My dog’s love is not enough. I need a women in bed with me, and the dog. I am tired of making up my own mind, I need a woman to tell me what to do.