in line with His recent attempts to shape up, the Messiah is being very careful about what He eats. Your body is a temple and it’s only right that you do not consume trash. Too often. Sushi was the obvious choice. The cute smiling pussy lured him in!
That hypnotic wave…
He took a quick tour before deciding to order instead of picking the stuff on the belt because He has uncommon tastebuds.
Where’s the sea urchin roe?
Done! Bill please!
Even the chef couldn’t resist a quick man-hug (hence the sheepish expression). The Lord was happy to oblige a fan.
His Holiness loves the Japanese and their kawaii objects of enticement and their quick, small filling meals. Sayonara!
the Lord’s schedule has been packed full of travel and decadence in the last few months. He’s begun to see the side effects of the good life – lovehandles! He decided its high time He shape up before His upcoming trip to the Far East (Hong Kong!!!). The Messiah decided it was high time to update his fitness related wardrobe. More Lycra would be good motivation!
Boinggg!! He tested the display and decided that He might purchase one for His extra-curricular activities.
He didn’t understand why these didn’t come in different sizes. Those “parts” were never standard issues.
The ladies section caught His eye and He got into a passionate discussion about which type of garment was better. This?
the Lord heard a rumour that lots of nerdy animal healers had converged in the Gold Coast for some sort of yearly academic tradition. He decided to take a trip down to check out the nerdy animal healers and show them His support.
TAXI!!!! He didn’t want to be late for the awards ceremony, the dinner and most importantly – the drinks!
40 years! Toast?! TOAST!!
He realised that most of these vets hide behind poorly made assumptions. They are not nerdy! The Lord enjoyed the night seeing the bottom of shot glasses…
after The Lord enjoyed getting in deep at the beach He decided that He was sufficiently satisfied. Now off to meet His laid-back children and spread His good work.
He dusted of the sand…
Unfortunately he was unable to get all the sand off, especially in those hard to reach places.
… and ran into these pretty, young do-gooders!!!
He praised them for their good work. These young ladies pound the pavements in their gold bikinis doing the good deed of topping up your parking meter. All this in the name of SFA at the beach!
They parted with a ménage à trois smooch
This made The Lord feel warm and fuzzy. Nothing like attractive do-gooders as it is meant to be. His encounter with these lovely ladies has his trip made! He walks around with a spring in his step and sand in-between his toes.
The Lord has made it safely to his modest quarters. Despite the paper thin walls and drab carpets He is impressed by the aspect that the balcony provides.
Work on your GTL (gym, tan, laundry) – the Holy Trinity of life. Maybe just T if you are on holiday. No one likes a pasty shag.
Catching up on some light reading, wonder what the royals are up to this week?
He then heads to the local tourist information centre.
Too many choices.
He was annoyed that there was a serious lack of service. Since there was no one to help provide him with any vital tourist information he decides that this will be a holiday based soley on SFA and meeting his children. Priorities people, priorities.