23 June 1995 - HYPNOTISED COPPERS
Something's gone wrong with my giant cords.
I managed to get the hypnotised coppers into the legs all right, but when I try to put them on, the rivets get really hot.
I can just about cope with it, but the coppers complain that it burns their helmets. Jacob Davids suggests I pump a load of conditioner through the pockets. But I haven't got conditioner!
24 June 1995 - HYPNOTISED COPPERS
I've finally got rid of those hypnotised coppers.
Jacob came up with the plan. We dressed them in big white sheets, and sent them up in a hot air balloon.
When they reached an altitude of seven thousand feet, we destroyed the basket with a bomb. Because they were wearing sheets, the policemen became ghosts. And because they were in the sky, the ghosts became clouds. Do you see?