YOU'VE COME ALL THIS WAY,
AND I THINK YOU'RE BEING A BIT NEGATIVE.

YOU BE TONY HAYERS.

HELLO.

WHY NOT HAVE ME CHASED DOWN THE STREET
BY A HELICOPTER IN WET UNDERPANTS?

WOMAN SWINGING ON A GIANT LUGER. OOH!
# LIKE HEAVEN ABOVE ME... #

- HAVE YOU BEEN PREPARING FOR A LONG TIME?
- YES.

I'VE GOT CHEESE! THIS IS CHEESE!

THEY'RE PULPING THE UNSOLD 14,OOO COPIES
OF MY BOOK NEXT THURSDAY

TALKING OUT OF HIS ARSE.

LT'S A FLEX OFF A MINI KETTLE.
IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE A TAIL.

BREAK IT DOWN, YES.
I'LL GET SOME GRAPEFRUIT JUICE. THAT'LL HELP.

- WE DON'T DO THAT.
- THE WET T-SHIRT THINGS.

IT'S THE POST OFFICE AND THE SPASTIC SOCIETY.

# LIFE, IT'S THE NAME OF THE GAME,

- TONY!
- OH, PETER, HELLO. HOW ARE YOU?

DAN!

MAKE SURE SHE'S BACK BY TEN
AND DON'T GET HER PREGNANT.

NOW, THIS LITTLE BABE CAN COPE WITH ANYTHING,
AND I MEAN ANYTHING!