Max and Buster are eager to have some romantic interludes with the ladies, but it’s not quite Spring and their girlfriends haven’t gone into heat yet. Max is trying hard by occasionally performing a romantic serenade, but the objects of his affection remain unmoved. This is mostly because his serenades likely consist of gems like, “Wanna Mate? Wanna Mate? Wanna Mate?” and “I Like Scrod. You Like Scrod. Let’s Get It On.”
What can we say? He’s a lover, not a lyricist.
Anyway, the moment we have a confirmed pregnancy we’ll post something there.