Meanwhile, back at the Vic, Skeletor is having problems coming to terms with Grant's regular job behind the bar.

Ian: Awight Peggy, Phil. I'll 'ave a pint please, Skel.
Skeletor: You dare!!!

BZZZZAP!!!

Ian: Aiiiiieeeeeee!!!
Skeletor: Ahhahahah! Ahahahhah! Ahahahahh!
Peggy: Oi. None of that, Skeletor. My Grant never disintegrated the customers. You just give me that staff. Right, Danny-love. You ask away.
Danny: Well, I'll er, I'll have a pint please, Skeletor.
Skeletor: No! No pint for you! Ahhahahah! Ahahahhah! Ahahahahh!

It's day two and Phil and Skeletor have gone to seek out Garry Slater who apparently has been badmouthing the Mitchells around the estate.

Phil: Right, Skel. You knock on the front door, I'll go round the back, case 'e makes a run for it.
Skeletor: I am no man's lacky, fat one! I shall go round the back! This "Slate-or" will be no match for me!
Phil: Ssssshh! Geez. Fine. You go round the back.

Moments later

Phil: *pant*, *pant* You, *huff*, You get him?
Skeletor: Yes! Ahahahahh!
Phil: You've turned him into a pink leopard print snooker table?
Skeletor: Yes! Ahahahahh!

Back at Snake Mountain Grant is quizzing the minions on some of Skeletor's evil schemes.

Grant: So you're telling me that he's come close to winnin' loads of times?
Evil-Lyn: Very, very close. Many, many times... my Lord.
Grant: Steady on, luv. Close them legs. Right. So you've almost won wif a plan but been stopped wif one little detail.
Beastman: Uh huh.
Grant: So why not use the same plan but fixing that problem?

Long pause

Trapjaw: Saaaaaay....

It's rule change day on Villian Swap and the villains get to institute some changes. Grant had done away with the daily pummellings and abuse and is trying to instigate some open discussion amongst the men.

Two-bad: Us just not get it. We were two perfectly good bounty hunters. Both take down He-man separately but get foiled by the other. So Skeletor fuses us into one totally useless person. It stupid.
Beastman: No questioning mighty Skeletor!
Grant: Zip it, fuzzy. Y'know that does seem...

KA-BOOM!!

Minions: He-Man!
He-Man: Yes, Skeletor! I hadn't heard from you in a while so figured you we're plotting to steal the Mathadorn Helix! I'm here to... who are you?
Grant: You ARE payin' for that wall, Sunshine.
He-Man: Um. Who are you?
Grant: I'm the new guvna of this manor. An you better ave a damn good reason for busting in here.
He-Man: I'm, er, I'm He-Man.
Grant: I don't care if you're Roy Keene come bearing the European Cup. You don't break in on a man's house like that. Now hop it before I give you a slap.
He-Man: Oh. I'm, uh. Sorry.
Grant: Bleedin' right. Now piss off.
He-Man: Oh. Right.
Grant: An next time you smash in 'ere bring some flowers for Evil-Lyn. She likes the look of ya.
Evil-Lyn: Chocolates. And cream.
He-Man: I've really got to go...
Grant: And put some clothes on! Ponse.

At the Vic Skeletor has put in some changes of his own.

Jim: Mornin' Peggy, Phil. New décor is... interesting. If you like snakes and bats that is. Bleedin' hell! What happened to you pair? Phil, why have you got a water tank strapped to your back?
Phil: It's Pegor and Big Fill now. Rule change day.
Pegor: Alright for him. I'm wearing nothing but clothes pegs! I wore more than this in Carry on Doctor. And that's saying something.
Skeletor: Silence! Hello customer. How can the staff of the Queen Victim-oria assist you?
Jim: I'll, uh, have a pint please.
Skeletor: A pint it is! Big Fill give him his pint!
Big Fill: Sorry, mate.

Pssssshhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Jim: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!
Skeletor: His pint of ACID! Ahahahahh! Ahahahahh! Ahahahahh!
Pegor: Why did we agree to this again?