Ooo, it makes me mad!
It was a day like any other and Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Brainsample were a perfectly ordinary couple, leading perfectly ordinary lives - the sort of people to whom nothing extraordinary ever happened, and not the kind of people to be the center of one of the most astounding incidents in the history of mankind … So let’s forget about them and follow instead the destiny of this man … Harold Potter, gardener, and tax official, first victim of Creatures from another Planet.
Spam!
Ugh. Me heap dizzy.
And spank me!
I want to see a sketch of Eric’s. Nudge Nudge.
The Larch.
I’m sorry, we don’t need you this week.
But all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting–
It’s my belief that these sheep are laborin’ under the misapprehension that they’re birds.
Is this true, Stebbins? Are you a gynaecologist?
Shut up.
No, it’s Michael.
That’s going to cause a little confusion.
We present ‘The Dull Life of a City Stockbroker’.
Sandwiches? Blimey. Whatever did I give the wife?
Oh, excuse me, a coach party has just arrived. I shall have to fall off the wall, I’m afraid.
Quite frankly I’m against people who commit suicide, I don’t like that sort of person at all. I’m plain people and I’m proud of it, my mother’s the salt of the earth, and I don’t take the pill 'cos it’s nasty.
I’ve heard of unisex but I’ve never had it.