...possum tooter." He has a strange malady, a compulsion to seek out possums and blow their tails.
"For some reason," panted Sherry, "I find that irresistably attractive in a man. All five of ex's have been possum tooters.
With longing in her eyes and thighs, and her ample bosom heaving lustily, she turned to him and sighed,

"Click me, Baby.."