Mr. Sensitive

January 6, 2012

When Justin Met Nicole

Filed under: Uncategorized — lbej @ 14:01

It was long ago, before Justin had decided what he wanted to be: a face, a butt, a sword, or the creepy dude in the corner.

He picked butt.  Or would it be more accurate to say that butt picked him?  Nicole sure is foxy, though.  And by ‘Nicole,’ I mean the creepy dude in the corner.

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5 Comments »

  1. You got ’em.

    Comment by Charlotte — January 6, 2012 @ 16:00 | Reply

  2. I just like the guy’s mustache on the cover. And his scrimshaw teeth.

    Comment by Marcus — January 6, 2012 @ 21:18 | Reply

  3. Finally! Someone understands us.

    Comment by niceowl — January 7, 2012 @ 23:15 | Reply

  4. Is Nicole holding a sword? Am I that sword she’s holding?
    Am I sneezing? And did I eat playing cards?

    Comment by Justin — January 7, 2012 @ 23:17 | Reply

    • If you don’t know that you ate playing cards, Justin, how can you expect the world to know?

      Comment by lbej — January 8, 2012 @ 07:29 | Reply


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