Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

With this line of questioning.

Now, tonight I want to look at the meaning of life...

Trying to blow the whole scene.

It's got a lake in it!

Well, I think I can answer this question

Made last week by the shadow-minister

There's a man here with a moustache.

Yes, that was very nice.

Knowing full well it was a most unrewarding part.

It's so boring.

The magna carta--

I don't know how they got the nerve to put it on.

He's looking for a lake.

This screaming, prancing, limp-wristed queen of the deep

But she'll battle like bingo, boys

"anywhere, anytime" is its motto.

Rather unconventional behavior just now

The walls of these houses are lined

By the cowardly bbc health department dogs.

There's no lake here, mate.

Do please go on.

And, like, the whole gig's been a real gas, man.

What are you doing?

The leader of the expedition is

Launched a bitter personal attack

When by-elections are going against the government.

Tonight I'd like to talk to you

Of hollywood film stars of the '40s

To hush the whole thing up.

In between chairs and walls in men's clubs

To clinch the game towards the final whistle

The constant war against pornography.

Uh... 22a, runcorn avenue.

"fine, sir," he said between clenched teeth

And it's not just the modern so-called plastic arts

For their dirty foreign literature.

Is second in depravity only to the common clam.

Pieces of eight!