THEY'RE PULPING THE UNSOLD 14,OOO COPIES
OF MY BOOK NEXT THURSDAY

FANTASTIC. THAT IS THE ICING ON THE CAKE!

ON THE PHONE GOING,
"A WHOLE SUBMARINE? YOU'RE JOKING?

- YEAH,
- I'LL REPLICATE THE COVER STANCE.

BUT TODAY IS ALSO ABOUT FUN.

COME BACK! I'LL RIP YOUR BLOODY HEAD OFF!

- OH, YES, EVERYTHING'S FINE.
- GOOD. SO WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING?

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

LOVELY, GREAT... WELL DONE!

SHE'S IN THE SPOT WHERE ME AND SONJA HAVE IT OFF.

HERE'S TO THE FUTURE.

I DIDN'T WANT TO BE SICK ON THE ROAD.

MORNING...
# BUT STILL THEY COME. #

- IS IT?
- YEAH.

LIKE A HUGE LORRY SLIDING ALONG
ON ITS BACK FOR AGES. I'M BABBLING.

I CAN DISCONNECT IT, PUT A SCRAMBLE ON IT,
JUST KNOCK IT OUT OF THE SYSTEM.

LET'S GET BACK TO "COCK-A-DOODLE WHO".

BILL CARR.