Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I didn't know how to get one.

And anyway, you faiI to take into account my mirror balIs.

- They tune out immediately. - You underestimate my acting.

But I'm aIso your friend. But I'm not your wife.

If he was a skeleton, he'd munch them and they'd crumble through his rib cage.

Yeah... The thing is, I'm not a monkey.

Hi. Welcome to the show. My name's Howard Moon. This is Vince Noir.

dance around, kick some hay.

Other people frighten their enemies.

My hair's an intrinsic ingredient to this show.

How cooI is that?

# But now the monkey fluff is tamed

AlI right. I'll make a few calIs, see what I can do.

The naked little squashed-up hairy boy.

It's just as well, Moon. You can't act anyway.

The Wheels On The Bus Go Round And Round

- Gorilla. - You know, eat a banana...

Everyone's a comedian here, aren't they?

and thus the native hue of resolution

I've had it with you, faceless mother...

- I thought you were dead. - I rescued him from the edge of death.

Yeah, but you bummed that fox.

- AlI right, Colin. How's your Pauline? - AlI right. How's yours?

Reaper to Colin. Reaper to Colin.

and if she sees him knocking on death's door, lying around like a box,

# You're much too young, girI #

she ain't gonna pay me Bo Diddley.

- It's Leroy. - I haven't got time.

The man's a fool

- This is him. - Um... Where are we, exactly?

- She's alI right. - Is this the geezer?