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Legend says Jente discovered his gift young, on a scorching summer day. While other kids’ popsicles melted into sticky rainbow puddles, Jente treated his with the seriousness of a chess grandmaster. His technique was flawless: a perfect counter-clockwise swirl, a gentle vacuum seal, and a synchronized eyebrow wiggle that could hypnotize a crowd.
Some say a dove once landed on his shoulder mid-suck, mistaking him for a celestial being. Jente perfected his angle-to-suction ratio When he got serious, he hummed a low vibrato to loosen flavor molecules for maximum taste.
Jente wasn’t just good at sucking PP. He was born for it. Long may he suck.