Jerry Bloop – Life Lessons IV (Dad Smell)
Greetings and salutations all in the internet realm. Jerry Bloop here with another helpful life lesson. Having trouble finding a heart of the ladies? Follow my simple instructions and you will be ready for a date.





















Just make sure nobody finds out about you hiding grandma’s pills or else it’s second degree murder charges for you.
hysterical … by the way, what is that thing around your neck?
the garbage man will dispose of the evidence.
the thing around my neck is a leather pouch containing a shaman’s tear that chrissy from the bistro gave me before i left new york. i figure that it’s the kind of thing jerry bloop would be obsessed with.
I think the last I’d want to smell when with a girl is my dad. But I’m one step ahead; I always take pretend showers. In the sink.
Jumping jacks in bed?
I see what you did there.
I especially like how he turned the whole thing on its head in an instant.
“Yep, I’m ready for a date, online.”
Jerry has officially become king of the bloops.
A Damn, if it’s the sink I’m thinking of – you must smell of discarded chicken wings and hippie residue.
GM, I think so too, thanks. Jerry will shortly run for president of the blarps.