JUST RELAX. THERE'S A FOAMY BIT ON YOUR SHOULDER.

I LOOK AT THE CHANGING SHAPE OF LADIES
THROUGH THE AGES,

RIGHT, YOU'LL LIKE THIS.
"KNOWING M.E., KNOWING YOU."

SIT THERE. SIT THERE.

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

JUST LIKE THAT.

SEE? SHE'S NOT STOPPING ME.

THAT'S JUST WRONG.
YOU SHOULDN'T DO IT THE OTHER WAY ROUND.

LESS BUBBLES PER CC.

THEN I'D TYPE INTO THE ATTACK COMPUTER,
"MR CRAGG, CHEMISTRY TEACHER."

PARDON? NO. I'VE GOT A BETTER IDEA.
SHOVE IT UP YOUR ARSE!

- COME ROUND THE BACK.
- ROUND THE BACK?

ANYWAY, THEN HE PUTS ON HIS UNDERPANTS
AND HIS SKI SUIT AND HE STARTS SKIING.

I LIKE YOU AS WELL. YOU'RE PACKED IN A BIT TIGHT.

ALL RIGHT, IT'S INCONSISTENT!

MY PENIS IS SO AND SO.

HE WAS IN THE ARMY AND I THINK
HE SAW PEOPLE BEING BLOWN UP...

THEN SONJA AND I TOOK OUR TOPS OFF AND
HAD A CUDDLE, FOLLOWED BY MINCE AND ONIONS.