Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

if it's really important to you...

You killed a mouse?

She'll never notice.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

- Have you tried refreshing... - I don't need your help.

I've just been texting my friend, Mary?

What's wrong with her, then?

- Just enough to shut her up. - Reg, stop it, that's awful.

- I've heard it's prosecco this year, rather than champagne. - God...!

Sorry, Reg, Pauline's not really in the mood.

And I was thinking one year me and Kell could save our holidays up

Very nice, mate.

I sort of don't ever want to be away from her, do I?

Er... there's a pot somewhere with tea written on it.

Oh, yeah. They threw me in!

- I want to hear about this budgie. - No, Reg. He's a helicopter.

he's absolutely terrified. I took him by his tail,

looked him in the eye and smashed his skull against the wall.

New Year's Eve and I'm stood in some old woman's hallway.

Hello, Michael. Everything OK with your mum?

from Gdansk and we just used to ring a bell and she'd get us things.

I tell you now, Cathy, I'd love to have sex with a black man.

Here she is! The drama queen!

Oh, thanks, thanks, Michael.

So things didn't go well down the pub, then?

Women are the same as men, if not better.

Oh, yeah, it's completely fine. Yeah.

It was warmer in the sea, but she wouldn't get in.

I mean, they'll all be there. Peter and Sarah Beckwith, obviously.

Oi! Dickheads! It's nearly midnight!

In 2004, at Emma Marston's Easter brunch,

and I never leave the house again, can we still be friends?

I thought you'd given up.