RIGHT, SO.

I JUST HAVE TO POP INTO
THE POST OFFICE.

OH, RIGHT. WAIT, I'VE GOT ONE.

I BET WE GET A MILLION POINTS
AND YOU GET MINUS 7,000!

HE SOMETIMES COMES AROUND THIS AREA.
HE'S TREMENDOUS FUN.

(TED) NO, DOUGAL.

OH, I DON'T KNOW. A BIT OF BREAKFAST
AND I SUPPOSE WE'LL BE FINE.

WHAT'S UP WITH HIM, TED?

ANYTHING LIKE THAT?

I SMELL WEE. WHERE'S THAT FROM?

I'M SURE IT IS. LOOK, LOOK AT THIS.

"MARATHON BECOMES SNICKERS"...

- I'LL GIVE YOU A CLUE.
- NO CLUES!

THE PULSE NOT BEING THERE
IS BAD ENOUGH,

YOU CAN'T GO ROUND
WEARING AN EARRING.

OH, I SEE. IT'S FROM THE BISHOP.

# GUITAR #

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?

THEY SAID THEY'D FIND THE TOUR GUIDE,
TELL HIM WHAT HAPPENED,

NASA HAVE SELECTED ME TO BE
THE FIRST PRIEST IN SPACE...

OH, RIGHT. ONLY ONE THING, THOUGH.

I WAS A BIT DISAPPOINTED
WITH THAT ONE.

I CAN GET THIS.

ME TOO.