Black & Decker

"Justin, what the fuck are you doing?"

"I needed to fix my easel, Brian. It's falling apart."

"Why the hell didn't you go out and but a new one?"

"I didn't want to."

"Look, I know you revel in all this starving artist shit, but we can afford a new one."

"I know that but..."

"But what? Justin, it's in pieces. Not to mention the saw dust you're getting all over my loft. And you're sneezing, probably got sawdust up your nose."

"Brian, I just can't get rid of it. It's sort of special."

"Special?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"You, well, you..."

"Justin! Spit it out."

"You gave it to me."

"Oh.....need help?"

Return to Sabina's