Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It is mine and belongs to me
And never returning it.
Do you want to go upstairs?
Cut down a bit
Er, oh, swann, swann!
In such freezing adverse conditions
Squirting timothy white's sun cream
Yes, thank you.
Or have you come
To make me a little less insignificant.
A team of french chiropodists
Well, there he goes-- harry bagot.
Here they are.
Yes, sorry?
I was attacked by a bat.
If you're having canapes, as I showed you last week
Come back to see us.
Chris, this other theory of mine...
All over the cuba libres.
Oh, eamonn!
Yes.
And welcome to the arthur ludlow memorial baths, newport
Some mozart concertos, dear.
The next thing I'm going to say
Yes, arthur, yeah.
Wrote about, wrote about, fa, la, la...
Can you smell gas, or is it me?
This is it.
Oh, yes, james, yes!
Yes.
To arrange a holiday?
Seldom sing songs about marcel proust.
Then the thing to do is to set fire
What?
And hairy, bandy-legged wop waiters called manuel
Taking with them the last of the hairnets.
Hello, big boy.
Arthur mee!
That the fire brigade eventually came round on friday night.
Mr. operator, now, the number's wrong
What's the point of being carted around in buses
I'm bounder of adventure.