SO LET'S MAKE FRIENDS
SO I CAN BE ON MY WAY, PLEASE.

WE'D BOOKED TO GO ON HOLIDAY NEXT WEEK.

I THINK I'D PREFER TO ADOPT. MEN CAN THESE DAYS.

EUROPE, CONSPIRACY THEORIES, WHAT HAPPENS
IF YOU JUST EAT CRISPS. THINGS LIKE THAT.

THIS ONE'S A BAPTIST.
LYNN'S BEING SUBMERGED THIS WEEK, FOR HER SINS.

IRONIC, REALLY. HE WORKED
IN TELEVISION HIS WHOLE LIFE

- I'LL TELL YOU TOMORROW.
- OK. HERE'S...

BUT I AM HAPPY.

EEH! 'APPEN HE THINKS I'M A RIGHT INDECISIVE TIT.

YOUR HAND IS ABOUT 3O MIL FROM MY GLAND.

OPEN THE DOOR! OPEN IT!

I DON'T RECALL SAYING THAT.

WE DID!

- BUT A HAPPY ONE.
- GOOD.

"MRS ROBINSON, ARE YOU TYING TO SEDUCE ME?"

AND A CRESCENT OF CRISPS, PLEASE.

- ALL RIGHT, AL?
- AAGH!

HELLO.