This is my new friend from the forgotten quadrant. His name is not his real name, but the name I have given him, on account of and owing to the fact that he can't or won't speak (I can't tell). His nature is true and good and let me just tell you a few things about Jordan:
1. He be good.
2. He be kind.
3. He be excellent with the hands and fingers, a manipulator of space and time.
4. He makes nice.
5. He is nice.
6. He be nice.
In short, I am in like with Jordan Plops. I am hoping someone will start a blog dedicated to being a fan of him and only him. Get to it!! Get energized!! It's time to honor Jordan Plops!!!!!!!!!!!
16 comments:
MM! Your friend is luminous. Is he signaling to us in code? What is he saying? Maybe he wants us to know that it's OK not to have any pigmentation, that it's nice to gently glow and pulse in the moonlight. He is celestial.
Sloth, you intuit the truth from the fetid pale pallor of the man we haven't met until now. You see into the truths of the sallow flesh. I believe his hands are like flags and perhaps the language of semaphore will clue us in to the zig and the zag of his manual notions. I am so agitated, but excited to make his acquaintance.
Goodbye Penis!!!! I have decided to have the necesary operation to become a woman of the hubba-hubba typology.
LG that is HOT SHIT. I can't wait to see your new inflatable boobs.
Oh Jordan, oh Jordan, you sweet one. You are so lovely and ethereal. Please bed me tonight, in the night, in the shadows of tomorrow. I love you.
Traumatic window into perverted intimacies. Can live without.
Saint Bleph be praised.
are we not all deeply in love with jordan????
I am loving him, MM, but in a very non-yjtreatening way.
i wonder if he leaves a powdery residue when he nuzzles up with his bald head? I bet he owns a sphinx cat.
Yes, powdery, like a donut. I lick him.
smelling of violets or lavender.
or floury dough... floppy fun. If you knead and shape him he'll spring back just a little.
ooh. i like that! knead and nibble - just a lil' bit.
sing to the 50cent song.
He is my boss, the father of my pets and the teller of duties. Dear Jordan I love thee.
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