OR YOU TAKE THE LID OFF THE GEAR KNOB
AND FIND A TESTIS.

HELLO, ALAN. CAN I JUST SAY I LOVE YOUR RADIO SHOW?

WELL, THE "BIG IDEA"
IS THAT WE WANT TO PRODUCE A SHOW

- WHAT'S THAT?
- A BUILD-UP OF FATTY DEPOSITS OVER THE BELT LINE.

AND COOKED MEAT. AND A HOT EGG.

AND SHOUT, "GET OUT OF THE AREA!"
AND WATCH THEM PANIC.

CAN'T GET ME TOE ON THE TRIGGER. OH, GOT IT.

I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU MANAGED IT.
SHE WAS A BIT OF A HEFFALUMP, GOD REST HER SOUL.

SO HOW'S IT HANGING? YES, I DRESS ON THE LEFT TOO!

- CHAP OF ABOUT SIX.
- RIGHT, SIR.

THAT'S SUCH A POINTLESS DEATH.

# NOBODY DOES IT... # BIT OF NIPPLE.

YOU COULD SAY, "I'M TERRIBLY SORRY.
WE'VE RUN OUT OF LIFE JACKETS".

WHAT'S THE NEXT BIT?

HE LIKES ME, DOESN'T HE?

- I WANT TO GO TO LONDON.
- THAT'S FINE.

CERTAINLY NOT "BRAVO TWO ZERO" BY ANDY MCNAB,
WHICH ACTUALLY IMPROVES WITH EVERY READ.

I AM AN ARSONIST.
PLEASE CAN I COME IN TO SET FIRE TO THE STAFF?