- MY BOYFRIEND CALL HIM JACK SHIT!
- IS SHE ANNOYING YOU?

SHE MANAGED TO WALK 4OO YARDS, HOLDING
HER HAND IN HER OTHER HAND, AND HAILED A TAXI.

- WHAT YOU GET UP TO IN HERE, IT'S YOUR BUSINESS.
- I DON'T GET UP TO ANYTHING!

THE CRITICISM BOUNCED OFF HIM LIKE WATER OFF...

£200,OOO A YEAR.

I BUMPED INTO ANOTHER OLD BOY RECENTLY -
TONY SPILLANE.

CHAP ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE PUMPS.

BUT IT'S CHIEFLY JOY AT OTHER PEOPLE'S MISFORTUNES.

SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE GOING OUT,

MAYBE YOU SHOULD BE BANNED AFTER SOME OF
THOSE SHOCKING PRIZES YOU'VE GIVEN AWAY.

WHY NOT HAVE ME CHASED DOWN THE STREET
BY A HELICOPTER IN WET UNDERPANTS?

LEAVE IT ABOUT FIFTEEN MINUTES.

- DREADFUL BUSINESS.
- OH, AWFUL. AWFUL BUSINESS.

I'LL LOOK BACK ON THAT
AS AN EXCELLENT PRACTICAL JOKE.

I WONDER IF HE'S UP THERE NOW, LOOKING DOWN ON US.

- I SPEAK NO OTHER LANGUAGE. DRINK?
- YEAH. BIG SHOT OF DIRECTOR'S BITTER.

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

OH, ABOUT. SORRY, SOMETIMES IT'S DIFFICULT
TO UNDERSTAND THE GEORDIE...PEOPLE.