Dear Sisters, Acolytes and all followers in pervitude
Carole has sent the Sisters the following picture which appeared some while ago now when the Time Lord *praise be his name and 10"* took to the beach. We will gloss over the 'who' accompanied Him and concentrate soley on the vision which beheld the other sun-worshippers that glorious day.
We can see that the Lord is relaxed as he is comfortable in his unshaven state - giving Sister Shagwell the shivers with his stubble. His hair does not appear to have seen a comb yet this morn and he bestows upon his perving public a glimpse of what his bedhead must look like first thing in the morn.
We see his chest has a manly covering of fur (but not too much as to make him gorrilla-like) for us to entwine our fingers in when cuddling up to. And of course, how could a study of the body of the Lord not include that appendectomy scar from when the men with scalpels dared cut into our Lord and remove a sacred piece of flesh.
The short cloth of blue doth hide the most favoured part of the Lord - the most reverent ten-inch - from our eyes. This is a necessary precaution for those non-believers of a nervous disposition and the kiddies who may be shocked by the revelation inside those shorts. Just a tug on the string would probably do the trick!
(For those of us Sisters and Acolytes made of stronger stuff, Sister Berny posted the 10" unclothed pic a few weeks ago! - The Lord bless her and keep her)
And so this Pancake Tuesday is designated Temptation Day. I have already shared a virtual pancake or two with Sister S... she took hers with hot choc sauce, ice cream and hot naked Lord. I can think of nothing better!
Enjoy your pancakes Sisters.... but enjoy the Lord more.
Tennant x