Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've got a book I'd quite like to read.

There are Buddhists

She sings about the meaning of life.

Marching up and down the square not good enough for you, eh?

What do you do with them all, anyway?

You don't have to be a six-footer

The mill's closed. There's no more work.

And revolving at 900 miles an hour

Can I just ask, with reference to your second point,

Zàiguò yīhuǐ'er, tā jiù huì bèi shā,

We'll up your premium semiannually

Well, let's have a look at this one leg of yours, then, eh?

It's Swiss. Well, now, that is thoughtful, Sturridge.

Yes, sir? What is it?

Would you kindly wake up?

You don't have to go leaping

Gosh, we're all really impressed down here, I can tell You.

Ooh! That's what being a Protestant's all about.

Don't skimp on the pâté.

Just remember that you're standing

Are moving at a million miles a day

What's this conversation here? That's football.

I wouldn't know about that, madam.

អ្នកធ្វើបទបង្ហាញ៖ បុរសម្នាក់នេះជិតស្លាប់ហើយ។

Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove

Only if I can do the episiotomy.

that has made the British Army what it is.

and Spadger and I had already got the other one.

I don't seem to be able to find it, sir, be in number four trench.

Follow me. Now.

Righto, Skipper. Oh, sir, sir?

In an outer spiral arm at 40,000 miles an hour

Come along. Come along.

Any other problems I can reassure you about?

Every sperm is needed

Is there something wrong with the food?

but believe me, me mind's made up.

You can wrap it up in ribbons You can slip it in your sock

(STAMMERING) I apologize most sincerely.

Now, a word of advice. You may find that you suffer for some time,

Like Nietzsche.

Right. Sedate her. Number the child.

He'd see through such a cheap trick.

We wanted to get the feel of it from the animal's point of view.

Which brings us, once again, to the urgent realization

Woke up just now, one sock too many.

Can we have your liver, then?

as orthodox Christianity teaches.

While the wife maximizes her clitoral stimulation by the shaft of the penis,

ОПОВІДАР: Цей чоловік ось-ось помре.

Yeah, I'll have six bottles of Chateau Latour '45,

It's sort of a specialty of the house, you know?

You do not understand.

There's no "S" in Burt Bacharach.

you want to go practice, eh?

Luckily, we have been prepared for this eventuality

Oh! And that's what we're talking about.

No, no, no. I mean, why we're here, on this planet.

Well, and after that?

Bon, and the usual brown ales?

We can take precautions!

You looked after it like a son.

som har fått velge måte for sin egen henrettelse.

moving the penis up and down inside the vagina.

Some nights it was so cold we could hardly move

которому было позволено выбирать способ казни.

Yes? Hello. Can we have your liver?

Exclaming in Disgust

and I don't want to start bleeding all over the seats.

(CH ILDREN GROANING)

'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth

izban akəzar Artur D̂ʹarrett acəgʹouòy ioup,

Who are you? I'm the husband.

It's about time. Angela, I'd like to say this, please.

I just kept getting older, and it got more difficult to see.

Hikoyachi: Bu odam o'lishi arafasida.

So just why Why are we here

a quem foi permitido escolher a forma de sua própria execução.

Oh, shit! It's Mr. Creosote!

Oh, what a frightfully witty song.

Because every time they have sexual intercourse, they have to have a baby.

Are moving at a million miles a day

(STAMMERING) I just can't go on. I'm no good anymore.

Okay! Well, look.

chunki Artur Jarrett sudlangan jinoyatchi,

Every sperm is good

Silence! I have come for you.

God shall strike them down

Any idea how it happened?

Of the galaxy we call the Milky Way

Has anyone noticed that building there before?

Hooray for your one-eyed trouser snake

Well.. F**K Y*U

You don't have to have any clothes on

I wonder where that fish has gone.

Take you away, that is my purpose. I am Death...

None of you have got any balls.

Yes, well, the thing is, Sergeant, I've got a bit of a problem here.

SERGEANT MAJOR: Rubbish! Shh!

What was that? What's he saying?

This life is a sad vale of tears

A thousand pardons, monsieur.

the moment where we take a break and invite you, the audience,