NO, IT'S JUST, I HAVE A PAPER COPY.
BYE.
PLEASE DON'T
PUT ME IN A BAMBOO CAGE.
- THANK YOU.
- RIGHT.
BUT THEN I TOLD GAIL YOU WERE
SOMEONE ELSE, AND SHE BOUGHT IT!
'JUST DANCE A DEATH CLOG DANCE
OVER MY HOPES AND DREAMS
'NOTE TO SELF RE BEING THE FONZ -
MARK, YOU ARE NOT THE FONZ!'
DOBBY'S...GONE.
NO, PAULA'S COOL.
'I SHOULD KNOW HOW TO KILL SOMEONE
BY NOW, I'VE WATCHED ENOUGH CSI.'
- JEEZ!
- SORRY TO BE THE MESSENGER. DON'T SHOOT ME!
OK. WELL, IN THAT CASE,
I'M GOING TO ASK HER TO MARRY ME.
TICKETS, PLEASE.
'BUT HE MIGHT PROTECT ME
TEMPORARILY FROM MORRIS.'
RIGHT, LET'S DO ONE.
SOME BLOKE JUST ASKED YOKO FOR HER NUMBER
MAYBE WE SHOULD TALK ABOUT
SPECIAL GOALS YOU'VE GOT.
'OH, SHIT, HERE IT COMES.
THE DREAM DIES.'
- I'VE HAD ONE SMALL GLASS.
- WE BOTH KNOW THAT'S NOT TRUE,
#WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN...#
I'M THREE TIMES AS INTELLIGENT
AS YOU. OH, REALLY?
(JEZ) 'OH, MY GOD. THE BAD THING.
'THERE ISN'T ANY CHANCE I'M GOING TO
GET AN ERECTION, IS THERE?
- THE READING LIGHT'S GONE, MARK.
- OHH.
'BUT WE GOT OVER THE COFFEE RINGS
ON THE DINING TABLE INCIDENT. EVENTUALLY.