Hey, Jer.
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Yo.
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Garcia?
“Yeah, more like it. ‘Jer.’ Such familiarity, y’know?”
Sorry.
“No worries. It’s just, you know: nicknames are for the hoi polloi.”
Gotcha. A lot of circles in this picture.
“Thematic aesthetics important to me, man.”
Really?
“Fuck, no. I don’t even think what I said is a thing.”
I thought you hated tie-dye.
“Spilled hot fudge on my shirt. Had to borrow this one from one of the plumper foxes.”
That’s a good name for a spaceship.
“The Plumper Fox?”
Yeah.
“All right, man.”
AWWWWWW JER IS SO CUTE
DO YOU EVEN READ, BRO? HE DOESN’T LIKE TO BE CALLED THAT IT MAKES HIM SAD
BRO
I DONT CARE WHAT HE SAYS I THINK ITS ADORABLE
omg honestly imagining Jerry sad is making me sad AW HES SO CUTE
YOU MADE JERRY SAD
Now I’m sad fUcK Maggie pull your shit together
you can tell he is singing “Stagger Lee” you know the uncomfortable part wher “As Stagger Lee lit a cigarette she shot him in the balls”