THEY'VE GONE TO LONG STANTON SPICE MUSEUM.

TE...

I SUPPOSE IF I WAS A BURGLAR
AND I WANTED TO AVOID DETECTION

I CAN IMAGINE BUCK ROGERS TAKING A DUMP
ON THAT. IN THE TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY.

I HAD CRACKLING ON SUNDAY.
IT HAD HAIRS ON IT, BUT I DIDN'T MIND.

# POSSESSED YOU, I HATED YOU

I WAS FISHING FOR SOME SORT
OF FUNNY STORY. THAT'S JUST UPSETTING.

NERYS. SO I KNOW YOUR NAME NOW.

# 'CAUSE HE PAINTED KIDS
WHO HAD NOWT ON THEIR FEET

YOU'RE NOT GOING TO GO FAT AND STEAL MY PENSION?

THERE ARE ENOUGH SUPPLIES IN HERE
TO LAST THREE WEEKS.

OH, IT'S A DEAD END.

YEAH, OK. HELP YOURSELF
TO A HONEYCOMB YORKIE FOR THE GLOVEBOX.

I'VE REALLY GOT TO SAY THIS, DAVE. CHOCOLATE
ORANGES ARE AVAILABLE FROM RAWLINSONS, THAT'S ALL.

I WANT TO STEAL A CONE AND WAVE IT AROUND A BIT.

"FROM FELIXSTOWE TO SPALDING, ALL THE ISSUES."

- BUT IT DON'T MAKE SENSE, DOES IT?
- HELP ME OUT, MATE.

UM... I'LL SHOW YOU.