THOSE SPIKY TREES I THINK ARE JOSHUA TREES.

GOODBYE, MARY. TRAFFIC.

THAN A BOOK WHICH HAS BEEN DESCRIBED AS
AND I QUOTE, "LOVELY STUFF."

AS THE WHOLE OF NORFOLK SLEEPS,
SOMETHING TRULY EVIL STIRS.

- DID YOU WATCH MY TV SHOW?
- OH, YES.

ANY TIME IN THE NEXT 15 MINUTES.

OH, IT'S PLASTIC.

- CERTAINLY. WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
- JED MAXWELL.

HELLO. YEAH, IT'S ALAN. YOUR LOVER'S HUSBAND.

THERE'S NO POINT PULLING IT.
HE'S DETERMINED TO MAKE IT REACH.

NO, JILL WILL BE SLEEPING WITH ME TONIGHT.

I THINK I'D HAVE TO SAY THE BEST OF THE BEATLES.

I'D GO BACK TO SCHOOL. FIRST I'D TAKE OUT THE LABS.

HE NEARLY SOILED HIMSELF! HE LAUGHED SO MUCH
HE HAD KENCO COMING OUT OF HIS NOSTRILS.

(PHONE RINGS)

MICHAEL, I WAS JUST SAYING TO SUSAN.
BIT OF A JOB FOR YOU.

AND TO ME IT LOOKS LIKE TRAFFIC CONE THEFT.

- WHAT SORT OF DOG IS THAT?
- THE SORT THE NAZIS USED ON STEVE MCQUEEN.