(HONKING)

THEY'RE COMPLEMENTARY.
IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE FLAKY SKIN. I'M A ZOMBIE.

BECAUSE OF A THREAT OF A COURT INJUNCTION
FROM THE MAKERS OF CLUEDO. IT'S 6.58 A.M.

JILL. LOVELY JILL.
SHE'S MY FAVOURITE...

- OK.
- LET'S BRING THE LOVE-MAKING FORWARD.

LYNN, I'LL JUST GO UP TO MY ROOM.
GOT A BIT OF WORK TO DO.

THIS CHEMICAL TOILET IS A SANIFLO 33.

SOME AS YOUNG AS THE ONES
HOLDING BALLOONS OVER THERE -

WELL, HE MIGHT MAKE THAT NOISE. BE A BIT WEIRD.

NO. WE WERE STUCK IN THE FOYER...

- IT'S A SMALL "H".
- NO, MAN. YOU CAN SEE THAT FROM SPACE.

YEAH. I'D HAVE THAT THREE TIMES A DAY IF I COULD,
BUT I'D BE DEAD.

THEN WATCH TV, LIKE "CONE DANCING".

IT'S FAIRLY WELL CONCEALED IN CASUAL CLOTHING,
BUT YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE ME IN MY UNDERPANTS.

I THINK YOU'VE GOT A VIVID IMAGINATION.

THAT WAS GREAT. I DIDN'T KNOW YOU COULD SING.

HE WENT RIGHT DOWN AND HIT ROCK BOTTOM
AND NOW HE'S ON HIS WAY BACK UP.

AYE. I CAN HOLD IT UP TO MY MOUTH
LIKE A TANNOY...