I'M SEEING A FRIEND AT THE WEEKEND.

THIS IS JED. HE'S MY DRIVER.

AND THIS BEAUTIFUL LASSIE COMES UP,
AND SHE'S HALF THE PRICE OF THE OTHERS,

- WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?
- I DON'T KNOW.

THEN I'D TYPE INTO THE ATTACK COMPUTER,
"MR CRAGG, CHEMISTRY TEACHER."

I HEARD HE HIT A PROSTITUTE.

I'D LOVE TO MAKE
A GENUINELY POPULAR WINE PROGRAMME.

CARY ON TALKING TO KATE
WHILE I SORT SOMETHING OUT. CAN I BORROW A PEN?

WAS FOR A COMPANY
THAT MAKES TONER FOR PHOTOCOPIERS.

(FARTING NOISE)

OR WITH UNDERGARMENTS
PERHAPS MADE FROM BARK,

ONE OF THOSE VEY FRAGILE ONES
WITH A SCREW-ON CUP/CAP.

I JUST DID THE BED. I DIDN'T GO NEAR YOUR DRAWER.

ANYONE WHO KNOWS US
MIGHT HAVE THOUGHT IT WAS ME INSIDE THERE.

IT DOES PRECLUDE YOU
FROM THE ALCOHOL THAT I'VE PROVIDED.

WAS THAT A LIE?

- DREADFUL BUSINESS.
- OH, AWFUL. AWFUL BUSINESS.

I'M REALLY SORRY.
I REALLY WANTED TO SEE "AMERICA'S STRONGEST MAN".