KEEP YOUR HANDS ON THE SIDES!

THE LAST THING I REMEMBER
IS FEELING VERY DROWSY AND TIRED...

YES, DOUGAL.
IT'S CALLED "FALLING ASLEEP".

THIS IS THE WORST THING THAT'S EVER
HAPPENED TO ME.

AH, FATHERS.

OHHHH!

NO, DOUGAL. WAIT. LEAVE HIM.

MUST BE GREAT TO BE FAMOUS.
YOU KNOW WHAT I'D LOVE?

DID YOU KNOW FATHER COOGAN
AT ALL, TED?

AH, PERFECT.

DRIVE-BY SHOOTINGS IN THE NIGHT.
IT'LL BE LIKE BOYZ N THE HOOD.

OH, RIGHT SO, TED.

EVERYONE COME BACK TO MY PLACE
FOR A DRINK.

I SUPPOSE NOW I'LL HAVE
TO WEAR THE GLASSES.

- YOU MUST HAVE HAD ONE.
- NO!

SO, THAT'S IT.
I'M GIVING UP THE FAGS.

WHEN I GO INTO SPACE. I'M GOING TO BE
THE FIRST PRIEST IN SPACE! YES.

YOU'RE RIGHT THERE, TED.

BIT OF A BACK DRAUGHT. NEARLY OUT.

OH...

I'D BLOW HIS FECKIN' HEAD
OFF HIS SHOULDERS!

NO, NOT LEPROSY.
BUT THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG.

JULY 19TH? I WOULDN'T KNOW,
TED, YOU BIG BOLLOCKS.

GOD, THAT'S A TOUGH DECISION.