You're currently on vacation from Dialtown, the city full of... well, lets just say theres no other city where the cat-head mayor has power over the pathetic local mob.

You decide a resort would be a perfect get-away from your 9-5 office job. Little do you know... After you settled in your villa and came to enjoy the sunny beach view, you found fucking HOBO lazily lounging on one of the benches.

The... Hobo? God? It's a bit confusing. He's wearing nothing but an open hawaii shirt, revealing His dad bod, and some pale brown shorts, alongside a flower necklace around His neck. His tv-head now displays the dog with shades and eating a waffle. He holds an open coconut with a straw.

How the fuck did the guy that sleeps on the streets and eats DOGfood from the dustbin end up here?