WOULD HAVE BEEN BURNT AT THE STAKE.

I BET A LOT OF THESE GO MISSING
AND END UP AS WORK SURFACES IN LUXURY KITCHENS.

WELL, AS I SAY, IT'S VEY CONFUSING.

(GARGLING NOISE)

-..IS THAT...
- NO, CUT IT!

OH, CHRIST! I'M SORRY.

- WOULD YOU LIKE THIS BOOK?
- NOT NOW, MICHAEL...

THEY WILL LOOK DOWN THROUGH THEIR GIANT TELESCOPE

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I'LL DO.
I'LL DO A QUICK FIX ON IT FOR NOW, AND...

MY LANDLADY IS TELLING ME THAT THE GIRL MUST GO

WHY?

IS HE GOING TO GET PETROL? NO.
HE'S JUST USING THE FORECOURT TO TURN ROUND.

ANYWAY, I GOT THE HAMILTON'S JOB.

- THERE'S SONJA TALKING TO THE BUILDERS.
- OH, GOD!

RUNNING ALONG WITH MY BREASTS WITH TASSELS.
YOU CAN'T MAKE THEM GO THAT WAY.

SHITTY ZOMBIES!

- WHO INVENTED THE SKIP?
- I DON'T CARE, I THINK IT'S WAY OUT OF ORDER..

DO YOU WANT ME TO SETTLE THIS BILL?