SHE SAYS,
"WOULD YOU DRIVE US HOME... TO CARDIFF?"

# OH, IT GETS DARK, IT GETS LONELY... #

MAY GOD HAVE MERCY ON THEIR SOULS.

ANYWAY, THEN HE PUTS ON HIS UNDERPANTS
AND HIS SKI SUIT AND HE STARTS SKIING.

(ALAN) SHALL I MOVE ON TO THE OTHER ONE?

WHY DON'T YOU COME AND PLAY?

I HAVE A MILITARY-BASED QUIZ SHOW ON CABLE TV
CALLED "SKIRMISH", AND A GIRLFRIEND.

MICHAEL WAS JUST TELLING ME AN ARMY STORY
ABOUT A FRIEND OF HIS WHO SLEPT WITH A LAND ROVER.

LISTENERS, I HAVE SOMEONE ON THE LINE
WHO FEARS HE MAY BE A GAY.

- STILL WATCHING YOU, ALAN.
- I KNOW.

THAT'S NOT TOAST. THAT'S HOT, FLOPPY BREAD.

WHY DO PEOPLE DO THAT?

NO, I MEAN GENERALLY.
NOT SPECIFICALLY THE TOILET.

I'M DOWN, BUT I'M NOT A HO.

THAT'S WHY I'M TALKING.

YOU'VE GONE AGAIN! GOODNIGHT.

I CAN IMAGINE BUCK ROGERS TAKING A DUMP
ON THAT. IN THE TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY.

- SORRY. GOT OFF TO A BAD START.
- SORRY. WE ARE A BIT EARLY.