Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Flipping hell, what have you gone and done that for? That's really hurt.
It was either the jockey outfit or the scuba look. Look at all the accessories, they are wild!
Imagine it went into your jazz bones. You would crumble like Ryvita.
This is the original pin Sid Vicious wore through his nose.
Ooh, now. Hello, Nelly.
Ciao for now. Over to Vince Noir with the weather.
- What if I wanna buy it? - If you had a thousand euros.
In the tear duct. Bollo, make Vince cry.
Ah, Howard, we do remember you. Shall we take you to the brain?
There's a lesson in that for everyone - check your balls.
♪ Jooby-do-bop, voo-voo-voo-voo, va
It's turning everything that was Vince into jazz.
Oh, my God! Scuba diving outfits are so fashionable right now.
♪ Bee-ba-bop-bejit, babba-bejit-doo
OK. OK.
- All the stuf that's going on. - All stuf? Like what?
Vince, nip out and get me a scuba diving outfit, with all the accessories.
- There's a surprise. - I can't go in there, I've got asthma.
- Huh? - He'll be with you in a couple of minutes.
- Not you, Bollo, you ball bag. - Look, he ate that record. It serves him right.
Blu Tack lives in the Blu Tack garden, Sellotape upon the Sellotape tree.
- That's not helping. - Oh, sorry, Howard.
- No! - We need something to destroy the jazz.
I thought he was gonna be the future of punk.
Take that, you tiny bitch! Take it! Drink it down!
Run the bath! The bath of pain!
Oh, right, yeah. Noooo!
So, there we have it. The supercool Vince Noir with "Electro Boy".
- We've got to get them out. - Where are they?
Jimmy died and Tiny Robert got ball cancer, but spotted it early and had it removed