my soulmate, loving partner, family & best friend.

Bebop's life has an undercurrent of longing for a certain unpalatable journey: his intrinsic desires lead him to ethereal, isolated locales. A fiji island, barefoot & spearing fish slowly, a intricate night littered with astronomical deities. Select people would roam, a variety with khaki pockets surreptitiously brimming with autobiographical myth.

Bebop is searching for magic - when i am away from him, i envision him tipping a top hat, winking at me.

Having gotten friki with John and lei'd him personally, I can tell you he has a winning smile, is a total team player and looks great in a grass skirt. He's one fine young cannibal, which begs the question: What's for dessert?