RIGHT. OK. I JUST THOUGHT I'D ASK.

OH, YES. BRILLIANT MAN.

WITH A GOOD-LOOKING MAN WITH COLLAR-LENGTH HAIR.
IT WAS THE '70S. BUCKAROO.

(SINGS ALONG BADLY)
# EX MARIA VIRGINAE, GAUDETE... #

(HOOTER BLASTS)

TWELVE INCHES... KEEP IT IN MY ROOM.

- GRAB A SOFA.
- HERE?

- AND A BAG OF MINSTRELS.
- OOH.

GIRLFRIEND'S LEFT ME.

(LYNN) OH, IT'S SMELLY.
(ALAN) IT'S GOT WALNUTS IN.

- IS THAT FOR ME, ALAN?
- THAT? GOD, NO, I ALWAYS PUT MY MONEY THERE.

YOU'VE GOT A CHOICE. YOU CAN EITHER
BOOK ME NOW, OR WAIT FOR CLIFF THORBURN.

YOU ONCE CANED ME FOR HAVING A CHALK PENIS
DRAWN ON THE BACK OF MY BLAZER.

- I AM NOT SCARED TO DOGS.
- THESE ARE MORE LIKE FAT HORSES.

IF I'M GOING DOWN, YOU'RE GOING DOWN WITH ME.

HELLO.

I DON'T BECAUSE I USE LYNX AFRICA.

WHERE'S YOUR HOUSE?