- YOU'RE NEARLY FIF...
- WERE YOU GOING TO SAY I'M NEARLY FIFTY?

NOT MY FACE! I'M DOING A PHOTO-SHOOT
FOR VISION EXPRESS!

I'VE GOT NOTHING TO HIDE. SEARCH ME! SEARCH ME!

RIGHT. PRESUMABLY, THERE'S GOING
TO BE SOME SORT OF FUNERAL?

MOBILE PHONES WERE LIKE BIG BLACK PLASTIC BRICKS
WITH A BREADSTICK AT THE TOP.

I WOULDN'T EAT A TOMATO IF IT SAID, "EAT ME"
WHICH IS NOT UNLIKELY GIVEN THE RUBBISH IN THEM.

YOUR SALES TECHNIQUE IS AWFUL. AND YOU'RE
LOW ON BODYLINE BRUSHABLE JOINT SEALER.

I DON'T KNOW WHY I BOUGHT THIS PAINTING.

THERE'S A LOT OF DIGNITY INVOLVED.

- HOW OLD ARE YOU?
- TWENTY-FIVE.

LET'S WATCH "THE SPY WHO LOVED ME"!

HE'S STAYING WITH ME.

WHO LOVES YA, BABY?

IT'S LIKE "THE X-FILES", BUT A PLEASANT ONE.

LYNN! LYNN! LYNN!

HE SAY I SIT ON YOUR FACE.

LOVELY, MAN. I BET YOU NEVER THOUGHT
THAT YOU COULD MAKE TOAST IN A MICROWAVE.

I'M SORRY ABOUT THE COW EARLIER.
YOU'RE NOT A COW.