Right, now that's done, hello how are you? This all started because on Sunday Jill had to go jump for Jesus at some happy-clappy house of God. There was hand-holding, crying, salvation. I too have found Jesus. Everywhere.
Look, here he is at the flea market selling wigs.
And again, on a numberplate:
Of course, no outfit would be complete without this oh so chic but functional neckerchief...
And of course, we are in Hollywood, so you need this...
But the piece de resistance is this:
Jesus on a rug.
Yes. This magnificant piece of craftsmanship led to an interesting if inappropriate discussion on facebook with the Evidence Maker regarding what exactly you would and would not do if that was staring up at you from the floor. Wear knickers with a skirt for a start...
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