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Learning he has only 2 weeks to live, Eddie seeks solace in beer
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| Beer help heal... Holy arctic postmen! Are you Jesus? | |
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| No. I'm a giant dancing cigarette. I think you're hallucinating mate | |
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After smoking the giant dancing cigrette...
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| Cigarettes and alcohol, what more could I... Holy cockney jizz monkies! Are you Jesus? | |
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| No, I'm a policeman, we've had reports that someone set fire to, and smoked a cigarette company maskot | |
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After smoking the policeman...
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| Who the fuck are you s'posed to be? | |
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