OH, I SEE. YOU MEAN IN HEAVEN WITH THE APOSTLES.

- ALL THE BOATS HAVE GOT FISH PRODUCE ON THEM...
- MICHAEL, COME ON. TELL ME ABOUT LADY-BOYS.

(COCKEREL CROWS)
(MAN) A-HA!

IT'S SAD THAT PEOPLE READ ABOUT MEN WHO
CALL THEMSELVES THINGS LIKE STAN THE STABBER,

AND THIS IS BLUE OYSTER CULT
FROM THE ALBUM "AGENTS OF FORTUNE".

RIGHT. I MEAN, HE'S DEFINITELY DEAD?

MAYBE THE MONKEYS ARE TYING
TO COLLECT ENOUGH PARTS TOGETHER

NOT MY WORDS, CAROL,
THE WORDS OF "TOP GEAR" MAGAZINE.

OK. JUST FOLD THIS TABLE AWAY.
YOU SHOULD FEEL IT CLIP IN THE HOUSING.

- YOU GOT IT?
- YES.

IN 1975, I WAS CATCHING THE LONDON TRAIN
FROM CREWE.

THERE ARE SOME STROBE EFFECTS IN THIS
SO ANY EPILEPTICS, GET OUT NOW.

EEEH! LYNN!

BUTTON MUSHROOMS - BINGO.
BLACK PUDDING - SNAP.

I HAVE POPPED OUT AGAIN.

- JILL, I'M AFRAID I HAVE NO SHEATHS.
- NO WHAT?

KATE BUSH THERE, THE LOVELY KATE BUSH