JUST GIVE ME HALF A BOTTLE OF BLUE NUN, PLEASE.

PHWOAR! LOOK AT THE LEGS ON THAT.

PITY, BECAUSE THEY WERE VERY KEEN ON THAT ONE.

JUST MAKING A JOKE ABOUT HOW INFECTED CATTLE
FEED CAN ATTACK THE CENTRAL NERVOUS SYSTEM.

WE HAVE TO NEUTRALISE THE THREAT
BY INCAPACITATING THE TARGET,

- ALL RIGHT, GUYS?
- ALL RIGHT?

- CAN I SHAKE YOUR HAND AGAIN?
- TAKE A CARD.

IT'S 11 P.M. TIME FOR "ALAN'S LOVE ASYLUM".

SO, YOU'D BE LIVING ALONE?

SHALL I DO IT MORE QUICKLY,
OR SHALL I MAINTAIN THE SAME SPEED?

NO, IT'S A GOOD IDEA.
I COULD GET LYNN TO DRIVE US THERE.

- WELL, SOMETIMES, AYE.
- REALLY? WHEN?

VERY GOOD. HAVE YOU
GOT A BATTERY FOR AN ERICKSON?

DON'T CRUSH THEM, LYNN!

- HOW CAN YOU KILL YOURSELF IN STARBUCKS?
- SHOTGUN IN YOUR MOUTH?

(THEY HONK)

I SUPPOSE WHAT YOU'RE TYING TO SAY IS, YOU
DON'T WANT ANOTHER CHRIS EVANS ON YOUR HANDS.

WHICH BRINGS US ON VERY NEATLY
TO MY NEXT GUEST,