A clay man I made, and I, are in love. Greek clay is named after "plastelini" so I call my new boyfriend plastelino. I baked him so his clay penis will always be hard. I know he understands me because when I tell him my problems he sits fearless, calm and silent and listens to me. Then we -blam!-. I am happy at last, I found true love. Please dont copy plastelino.