OH, I SEE...

OOH, MINCE!

WHEN THEY FOUND HIM,
HE STILL HAD THE REMOTE IN HIS HAND.

NO, IT ACTUALLY SAYS "COCK, PISS, PARTRIDGE".

I'M HOPING TO GET MY GRADE FOUR THIS WEEKEND.

BUT WHAT IF HE HADN'T BEEN PLASTIC?

OR DAVE BLOGGS QUEUEING FOR A TICKET
BEHIND A MAN BUYING A TRAVEL PASS.

HENRY VIII. HE WAS A SHIT.

WELL, TAKE A LOOK IN THE MIRROR.

THAT'S JUST WRONG.
YOU SHOULDN'T DO IT THE OTHER WAY ROUND.

- WHAT'S RUDE ABOUT A BODY?
- TITS?

OH, GOD!

- ALAN, THIS IS A HOTEL.
- YEAH, A THREE-STAR.

- HOW MUCH IS THAT?
- THAT'LL BE

NO, JILL WILL BE SLEEPING WITH ME TONIGHT.

I THINK I'D PREFER TO ADOPT. MEN CAN THESE DAYS.

WORD PORRIDGE!

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