STUPID PRIESTS! DUH!

TED, COME ON. YOU'RE GOING A BIT MAD.

- YOU SEE...
- I'M SORRY, FATHER. I'M IN A HURRY.

I CAN TAKE THAT.

THEY WERE JUST VERY, VERY, VERY,
VERY, VERY, VERY, DARK BLUE.

THEY MOVED HIM AFTER HE OWNED UP
TO THAT OJ SIMPSON THING.

NO, NO, TED.
WE REALLY HAVE HAD PROBLEMS.

- FATHER?
- MM?

SURE.

AND THERE'S THE DINNER AFTERWARDS.

- DRINK, YOUR GRACE?
- A SMALL ONE, PLEASE.

YOUR HUSBAND TRIED TO WASH A CUP
AND BURNT THE HOUSE DOWN.

COME ON, FATHER. WE CAN'T HAVE
SISTER MONICA SEEING YOU LIKE THIS.

THAT EXIST ON CRAGGY ISLAND.

WE HAVE A SMALL PROBLEM HERE
KEEPING OUR LENTEN VOWS.

WITH PEACE AND SERENITY
AND FULFILMENT.

- LEAD ON, MACTED!
- SHH.

HE LEAVES CRAGGY ISLAND COUNTING
THE DAYS TILL HE CAN GO BACK AGAIN.

"TO BE DISTRIBUTED EQUALLY
AMONGST THEM AND..."

AND IT'S GOT A RETRACTABLE LEG
SO AS IT CAN LEAP UP AT YOU BETTER.

RIGHT. THIS IS MY IDEA.
WHAT WE SHOULD DO IS THIS...

YES, BISHOP LEN BRENNAN.
HE'S OUR KIND OF BOSS.

WHY CAN'T WE ALL GO AS ELVIS?

..ECK! ARSE.