HELLO. I'VE JUST SWALLOWED A LOAD OF ANTHRAX
AND I'D LIKE TO LET OFF IN THE CLUB BAR.

CHESTER.

YOU'RE SEXY.

I'VE GOT SOME STUFF FOR YOUR BEDROOM.
HAVE YOU DECIDED WHICH ROOM IT'S GOING TO BE?

OR A CHEQUE FOR

SO WHAT DO PEOPLE THINK

THAT IS THE STORY.

- "CRASH, BANG, WALLOP! WHAT A VIDEO"?
- WE'VE SOLD THREE. MORE THAN YOUR BOOK.

BACK-STABBING CENTRAL
AND SHATTERED DREAMS PARKWAY.

WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

SO I'M AFRAID CONSUMER RIGHTS NO LONGER APPLY.

YEAH...

ONE OF THOSE VEY FRAGILE ONES
WITH A SCREW-ON CUP/CAP.

SONJA, BEEFEATERS DO NOT LIVE IN CARAVANS!

- HI!
- OH, ALAN!

- I KNOW I SAID ALL THAT STUFF.
- NO, NO.

THEY KNOW WHO I AM,
BUT YOU COULD BE A SEX OFFENDER.

YOU CAN'T MUCK ABOUT WITH YOUR OWN KIDS.