YOU SAY...TOMATO.

WELL... TO BE HONEST, I'M CHUFFED LIKE MAD.
SHE WEREN'T EXPECTING THAT!

YES. THAT'S FOR HYGIENE REASONS.
IT LETS THE BUTTOCKS BREATHE.

I MEAN, I OFTEN LOOK AT THIS
IN THE MORNING AND THINK...

ESPECIALLY IF IT HAD ONE OF THOSE CIGARETTE
CARDS IN THE SPOKES, SO IT WENT "FFFFF".

HAVE I GOT ANYTHING ELSE
TO SAY HERE, OR SHALL I GO?

THANK YOU.

YOU CAN HAVE DEATH BY CHOCOLATE
WHILE HE RIFLES YOUR BANK BOOK.

I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU SWEAT OVER YOUR WORK.

I WALKED OUT AFTER FIVE MINUTES.
IT WAS DEMEANING.

I'M SORRY, NO! STOP!

WHY HAVE YOU GOT BISCUITS
SELLOTAPED TO YOUR FACE?

- MY MAN'S GOT TO BE WAYNE.
- WAYNE SLEEP? THE JACKET AND THE BOOTS.

ONE CAN FIND SOME STRENGTH

OH, GREAT. NIGEL REES' BOOK OF HUMOROUS GRAFFITI.

- HELLO, ALAN.
- HELLO, SUSAN. THIRD FLOOR?

- I CAN'T WAIT TO GET BACK TO THE STATES.
- I USED TO HANG AROUND THE STATES.

THE BOYS ARE BACK IN THE BARRACKS.