Baby J

Jesus Spice, The Man Your Man Could Smell Like

Hello ladies.

Look at your man. Now back to me.

 

Now back at your man.


Now back to me.


Sadly, he isn’t me.

But if he stopped holding down that couch like it was his job, acting like he was me and actually did something miraculous once in a while, he could smell like he’s me.  Or a monkey.  One of us.

Look down.  Back up.  Where are you?

You’re on a boat with the man your man could smell like.

And a monkey.   What’s in your hand?



Back at me.  I have it.  It’s an oyster with two pamphlets for that religion you love.

Look again.  The pamphlets are now pearls.

Anything is possible when your man smells like Baby J.  I’m on a horse.

 

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25 thoughts on Jesus Spice, The Man Your Man Could Smell Like

  1. You just made my morning! Too freaking funny! From the comments above, I believe this is an annual thing? Must. Check. Archives.

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