WHAT A WASTE.

I'VE BEEN GETTING YOUR CLOTHES
READY FOR THE COUNTY SHOW,

YOU PEOPLE.

SO, HOW MANY PEOPLE
WERE KILLED IN THE IRISH FAMINE?

ROLLED ON THE THIGHS OF A VIRGIN.

I'M SORRY FOR SAYING YOU WERE FAT.
YOU'RE JUST BIG-BONED.

IN THE BEST CHAPTER,
I TALK ABOUT WHEN I GORGED ON TOBLERONE

EEEH!

YOU KNOW THAT THING ABOUT NORFOLK BEING
LIKE A BREAST? CERI SAID THE A47 IS THE AREOLA!

I'M IN A STATIC HOME WITH THREE WOMEN.

I WAS DRUNK, YOU KNOW. I WOKE UP THIS MORNING
ASLEEP ON THE SINK, JUST LIKE THIS.

- THEY SHOULD HAVE PUT "M" ON YOUR FOREHEAD.
- WHY?

LET'S OPEN THE "NIGHTCLUB" TONIGHT, FOLKS,
WITH JO BOXERS.

- WHO INVENTED THE SKIP?
- I DON'T CARE, I THINK IT'S WAY OUT OF ORDER..

YOU'VE SAID IT AGAIN!
JUST BECAUSE I'VE GOT A SHIT TABLE.

HE'S GOT FINGERS LIKE SCHWARZENEGGER'S ARMS.

I'M NOT HAGGLING.
I WAS TYING TO PAY YOU A COMPLIMENT,

THE CRITICISM BOUNCED OFF HIM LIKE WATER OFF...