I'M JUST SAYING THAT
WHEN YOU MAKE IGNORANT COMMENTS,

THAT'S SOMETHING ELSE. IT FELL THROUGH.

I DON'T WANT TO SLEEP IN LYNN'S DEAD MUM'S BED.

ALTHOUGH IN THE GENTS A COUPLE OF WEEKS AGO,
I DID SEE SOMEONE HAD DRAWN A LADY'S PART.

HAS SHE GONE BACK HOME?

THE MONEY THAT PAYS FOR THE BLACK GRANITE
WORK SURFACES, THE BRASS DIMMER SWITCHES

YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING,
YOU'VE GOT TO READ THE SUNDAY PAPERS,

PROBABLY BEST IF I COME AND SEE YOU.

I DO LIKE THAT TOILET. IT'S VERY FUTURISTIC, ISN'T IT?
VERY HIGH TECH, SPACE AGE.

I MET A GUY CALLED JACK ON THE INTERNET,
THEN HE WENT BACK TO HIS WIFE.

- DO YOU KNOW BONO?
- HE'S BIG FRIENDS WITH BONO.

MAKE SURE I DON'T SINK THE BOAT
AND DROWN EVERYONE LIKE A BIG TWIT.

SHALL WE CLEAR UP? I FANCY AN EARLY NIGHT.

("IRISH" ACCENT)
"THERE'S MORE TO IRELAND DAN DIS."

I HEAR THAT ALL THE UNSOLD COPIES
ARE BEING BUNDLED INTO THE BACK OF A TRUCK

YEAH, ALAN, I'D LIKE THAT, YEAH.

IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE A FLAP OF SKIN OR SOMETHING.

BONO!