I BUMPED INTO ANOTHER OLD BOY RECENTLY -
TONY SPILLANE.

GREAT. THE FAT ENVELOPE. NOT YOU, LYNN.

I STAND CORRECTED
SAID THE MAN IN THE ORTHOPAEDIC SHOES!

WELL, WE THOUGHT IT LOOKED LIKE "BODY".

- HELLO,
- WHAT YA DOING? WHO'S WITH YA?

- YOU EVER BEEN TO IRELAND, ALAN?
- NO. I'D LOVE TO GO.

L THINK HE'LL BE A BIT TOUGHER THAN THAT, LYNN.

- ALL RIGHT?
- GOOD MORNING.

BECAUSE OF ALL THE CHEMICALS YOU'VE PUT IN THEM,
AND THESE CHICKENS ARE SCARED.

WHY?

NO OFFENCE, LYNN,
BUT YOUR LIFE IS TECHNICALLY NOT WORTH INSURING.

THIS GUY GOT THE LAB ASSISTANT PREGNANT.
HE NEVER SEES THE KID.

- OF WHAT?
- BEING BLOWN UP, BOMBS.

OOH, WAI-YAI.
THAT SOUNDS GEORDIE, DOESN'T IT? WAI-YAI.

WHY DON'T YOU TWO BUY THE HATCHET
OVER A COFFEE? AFTER YOU, LYNN.

- YOU ASKED FOR A BLACK MARKER PEN.
- OH. THANKS. I'LL GIVE YOU A RAISE.

GOOD MORNING TO YOU, SIR.

THAT'LL TAKE ME BY SURPRISE.