"FROM ALAN PARTRIDGE."

WOULD YOU BE BRAVE ENOUGH
TO LET ME FINISH MY CONVERSATION?

EASY TO CONFUSE THE TWO. SOMETIMES PEOPLE
CAN END UP TALKING OUT OF THEIR ARSE, ALAN.

IT SOUNDS BAD.

I THOUGHT HE JUST DREW PICTURES OF MICE.

- HER NECK? HER EYES? HER EYELASHES?
- NO. IT'S HER FEET. LOVELY DAINTY FEET.

ALAN, I JUST CAN'T MOVE ON THE FEE.
YOU KNOW WE LOVE YOUR WORK.

AND COULD YOU TOP IT UP WITH SOME GORDON'S GIN?

MEN IN PLATFORM SHOES
BEING ARRESTED FOR BOMBINGS,

YEAH.

YOU DON'T NEED BEAUTY SLEEP. WELL, FORTY WINKS.

IN THE NORFOLK AREA.

AND INSIDE THESE SHEDS
ARE TWENTY-FOOT-HIGH CHICKENS

I'D LIKE TO MAKE AN ENQUIRY
ABOUT TWO SUPPLEMENTARY AUXILIARY SPEAKERS

THAT'S ONE OF THOSE '80S ONES.
BLACK GRANITE. IT'S A WASTE, REALLY.

THAT'S THE PLURAL.

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