
AM I NOT GLORIOUS?
Hey, Wally.
DO NOT CALL ME THAT.
You’ve got a certain knockabout glamour to you.
YOU UNDERSELL MY BEAUTY. CHECK OUT MY CURVES.
You don’t have curves. You’re all angles.
MY CENTER CLUSTER IS CURVED.
True.
NO ONE HAS A SEXIER CENTER CLUSTER THAN ME.
No one else has a center cluster at all. It’s a singular configuration. Why are you so vain lately?
I PLAN TO DATE ONCE MORE.
Ah. Explain your sexuality to me again, please.
I AM A WALL WHO IS ATTRACTED TO BLIMPS. DIRIGIBLES, AIRSHIPS, AND HOT-AIR BALLOONS, TOO. THE PROPER TERM IS VESICASEXUAL.
Vesicasexual?
I LIKE ‘EM PLUMP AND FLOATY.
That’s just odd. How are you meeting these…beings?
DATING APP.
Man, there’s one of those for every demographic.
THERE WASN’T. I HAD TO CREATE IT MYSELF. IT IS NOT GOING WELL.
No?
SO FAR, I AM THE ONLY MEMBER. WAIT. I AM REASSESSING. AH. THE FAILURE OF THE APP IS NOW EXPLAINED. I MADE A MISCALCULATION.
What?
BLIMPS ARE NOT ONLINE.
There you go.
I MUST GO TO THE SOURCE. HAUL ME TO THE NEAREST MAJOR OPEN-AIR SPORTING EVENT.
Absolutely not.

Is that Missoula?
Oh and if I had more free time, I would totally be photoshopping WALLY into the superbowl.
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