THIS IS THE SAME RUBBISH AS THE OTHER DAY
WHEN YOU TALKED ABOUT PUTTING A SPINE IN A BAP.

WASN'T PLEASANT.

I WONDER WHO GOT THE POWER PACK.

IN A DEAD MAN'S CHAIR
LECHING AT HER LIKE A PIECE OF MEAT...

FRANKENSTEIN IS A ZOMBIE, RIGHT.
HE'S A TYPE OF ZOMBIE.

AAH. DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.
I'LL POP THAT WITH THE OTHERS.

YOU COULD TALK THE HIND LEGS OFF A DONKEY.

YEAH. I'D HAVE THAT THREE TIMES A DAY IF I COULD,
BUT I'D BE DEAD.

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

I HOPE YOU'LL NOT BE A STRANGER.

CLIFF THORBURN IS NOT PRIMARILY A PRESENTER.

HE MEANS HIS COCK!

SOME OF THE THINGS ME AND MY GIRLFRIEND DO
ARE PRETTY TOP-SHELF.

- THEY'RE NOT DEAF OFFENDERS?
- THEY'RE JUST DEAF.

IF IT MAKES YOU HAPPY.

AMAZING LEXUS CONNECTION.

GOOD AFTERNOON.
(MUSIC STARTS UP AGAIN)

CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS IN THE MORNING?