I would pay so much money just to have five seconds alone with Robin Lopez’s afro. I would commit wholly lewd and inappropriate acts with that thing. It just looks so fluffy and soft, like a cute little bunny, but it’s also simmering with eroticism, like a cheap hooker. If I even grazed my finger on the very end of one of his hair-spike-things, that finger would be hermetically sealed and never utilized again.
I wonder if his teammates get to touch it. I bet they do. DownToBuck is really jealous right now. Admiring it from afar just isn’t enough for my trichophilic urges.