There are some things I strongly believe come from the devil and first and for most is gum. I am even tempted to say gum is a little piece of the devil here on the earth. Have you ever had to listen to some one sloppily chew a non-nutritional substance while you are trying to take a test. It’s that sound, also heard while being way to close in the presences of a couple making out or a person who can’t keep their month closed while eating, that the devil uses to drive humans apart from each other and inevitably cause world war three. Or roommate disputes.
Gooblys and Pluffys
Late one night Amanda and I were talking about our feelings toward life and Amanda used the term goobly to describe how she was feeling. So gooblys are things inside of you, you don't like. It can be organs (like an unhappy stomach), characteristics (like the inability to wake up on time for class) or feelings (like feelings toward that one roommate who always leaves their dishes in the sink).
Pluffys are things inside of you, you do like. It can be organs (like your pumping heart), characteristics (like the ability to cook) or feelings (like feelings toward that one roommate who said "welcome home" every time you came in). There are certain laws and theories that goodlys and pluffys follow. But that is for another post.
When I grow up I'm going to be a GOOBLER!
So now that we have covered the basics of what a goobly is, what a pluffer is and what the heck a neut is, we can dive further into the logic and metaphysics of them.
You know that person? That person who when you're around them you just feel really low and awful? Like nothing good is happening in the world? That person is a pluffer. They eat pluffys. I know tragic. They have this invisible hoover mouth which just sucks the pluffys out of your pluffy jar in your soul.
Don't worry, there are people in this world whose whole job is to eat gooblys. The kind of people that you can't help being happy around. They just have this natural sunshine that just makes you not worry about anything. Those are gooblers. They eat gooblys. They shake the bad stuff out of you and eat it right up.
Now I'm sure you're thinking I don't want to be a pluffer but I don't think I'm a goobler. That's okay. Welcome to the ranks of the neuters. (Yes we realize that name is funny and we kept it that way on purpose) We are the people who sometimes are pluffers, sometimes gooblers, but all around just trying to deal with our own goobly and pluffys.
A note should be written here that the idea of pluffers and gooblers has been rehashed and will be discussed as Amphibians and Humans at some point in the future. I know our analogies sometimes cover the same topics, but each time we restate an idea new light is shed upon it. Trust me.