Monday, August 2, 2010


George and Lynne are out and about. George says that they will never get across the road. Lynne proclaims that it has turned really warm now and starts to take off her coat. She bends over and tells George to have faith. George thinks that that is one way of traffic control.

George and Lynne are trying to cross a road. From this distance they look like they are on their way to a fancy dress party, the theme being vicars and brides. The road they are trying to cross looks very strange. They have got a third of the way across. The next stage does look busy and then after that there is a large space. If they can just get across this bit they will be plain sailing to finish their journey to the party.

As we get closer, we can see that Lynne is not dressed as a bride but is wearing her underwear under a coat. The party must be themed as vicars and tarts. Lynne didn't want to be embarrassed walking to the party in her underwear so has worn a coat over the top. The tension and stress of being late for the party due to this busy road has caused Lynne to get a bit hot so she takes her coat off, but she has forgotten her initial embarrassment.

George is still dressed as a vicar but is wearing a pink body warmer over the top of his outfit. Meanwhile Lynne has bent over for some reason. She seems to think it will stop the traffic but due to lots of men turning round to look at Lynne she may actually cause an accident. The men in the cars think they can look at Lynne's behind but not only is she covering it with her coat but George is also in the way. This has left a lot of infuriated men looking at a man dressed as a vicar.


  1. I think George needs to be very wary. The driver in frame three seems to have taken a shine to what he sees - George's backside.

  2. Blimey, we all know Lynne's a little immodest at times, but this is just brazen - stripping down to very flimsy knickers and sticking her arse and tight cameltoe in the air in public isn't just cheeky, it's somewhat slutty. The night ladies touting for business in the windows of Amsterdam show more class and restraint than this.

    George wishes the ground would swallow him up.