Once again we see how obvious it is when one is in the presence of the great icon. Here we see the TBG (Tall Blonde Guy) at Kirstenbosch Gardens, during the Goldfish concert. We can’t see his face, but there is no mistaking that sheer height and those gorgeous, glowing golden locks.

This, just in from Mikaela B:

Hi Seth!

It’s definitely him! I spotted him watching the Goldfish concert at Kirstenbosch. You don’t even need to see his face, not even his side profile, to know it’s the TBG. Now that’s special!

Mikaela B

Oh yes, there is no mistaking the great symbol of hope

The TBG, imbibing a beer.

So that we may live.

You’re absolutely right, Mikaela! You DON’T need to see his face, nor his profile. It is not necessary. The aura permeating from his god-like body would have been more than sufficient confirmation that you were in his presence. You would have also, no doubt, felt a little horny all of a sudden. This is normal too. It is no secret that women lose control over their bodies when near to the riddle that is the TBG.

Thanks be to the TBG.