Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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