Holy Yeebus! Thank you for delivering two of your angels down to earth, to walk amongst us fallible mortals. These celestial beauties go by the human name of Jordan and Travis Smut. I mean, Smit. They are Jordan and Travis Smit.
Heavenly Lord, your only mistake is sending these two unearthly beings to Calgary, Canada, where they consider their human hometown. They should have been more correctly conveyed to our bedroom, where we could verse them in the finer points of mankind: most notably, male-on-male sex. But no, Lord, they’re earthbound to become models, where they’ll be photographed by people like Joseph Bleu and Greg Vaughan and end up on blogs where regular schmoes like me will only think of seeing them stripped and sprawled out before us. Where the only prayer I’m able to offer today is to definitely know if that sun-kissed golden blondness appears in other areas on their sinewy, smooth bodies.
Yes, Savior Ours, we don’t beseech thee for world peace, or a lottery jackpot. We humbly ask thee for all-male, full frontal Smit smut.