THERE'S THE BATH, HOP IN, THERE'S A LOOFAH...

SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE GOING OUT,

- WERE YOU SICK?
- NOT REALLY, NO.

(MOANS OF PLEASURE)

WELL, AS I SAY, IT'S VEY CONFUSING.

- THEN YOU'LL BE NEGOTIATING ON YOUR OWN.
- SO BE IT.

AN IRISH NAVVY. ANGINA.

COUPLE OF STRAWS, NO PROBLEM.

PERHAPS IT DOESN'T FIT IN WITH HER BLINKERED
VIEW OF THE WORLD. NEVERTHELESS, NICE SONG.

- IT'S THE BEHAVIOUR OF A DOSSER.
- A DOSSER?

I KNOW. I HEARD HIM.

AND WE LIVE TOGETHER. WE'RE NOT GAY!

L WILL NOT HAVE UNCLEANSED COFFEE CUPS HERE.
THE PLAGUE STARTED FROM A MALATTENDED SURFACE.

- YES.
- THERE'S A CHAP THERE WEARING JEANS.

UNLESS I'M REPRIMANDING THEM,

- LADY AT THE BACK.
- YES, ALAN.

- NO.
- LET IT GO.

"HELLO, YOU BASTARD!"