BY RANDY MCNAB!

YOU'RE SEXY.

- IT'S NOT MOVING.
- CALM DOWN! AIR! AIR!

WHEN I MADE SOME COMMENTS ABOUT
INTENSIVE FARMING. WHERE DID I GO WRONG?

THEIR WORTH IS WORTH...

WELL, WHERE DO I START?

- IT'S AN ALIEN JUDGE.
- GOLLY.

NO, I MEAN GENERALLY.
NOT SPECIFICALLY THE TOILET.

IT DEFIES SENSE. WHY?

- ARE YOU SACKING ME? YOU ROTTEN SHIT!
- YOU'RE A ROTTEN SHIT, TOO. GET YOUR COAT!

WE CAN BE LIKE "THELMA AND LOUISE".

HELLO. THE GENTLEMEN
FROM THE CORPORATE VIDEO ARE ON THEIR WAY.

YOURS HAD HAIRS AT THE BASE
AND A DOTTED LINE EMANATING FROM THE CROWN.

THANKS VEY MUCH FOR BEING
"THIS MORNING'S FARMER", ROBERT MOON.

- COULD I HAVE A SANDWICH, PLEASE?
- YES.

OK. TWO QUESTIONS. HOW ARE WE GOING TO EAT
AND WHAT FLOOR'S THE RESTAURANT ON?

DAN'S A FANTASTIC MAN. HE REALLY IS.

TWELVE INCHES... KEEP IT IN MY ROOM.