Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A mate just called. He has a poker school. If you're interested in losing a bit of money, we could go.
I'm gonna give you the broom, Jeff! I'm gonna broom you!
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there's a chance I'll never speak to Sophie properly ever again.
Hi. Thought I'd pop over, since that's cool.
And you've moved into the gay bit.
Mark.
'God, this is so butch! If I was with Mark we'd just be sitting in the corner rating the alcopops.'
In the Stone Age, you'd get up, kill an antelope...
Oh, hi, Jeff. You're downstairs?
'So, what have I got?
Let me finish the S.
Maybe. But I don't think it's a good idea for us to hang out together.
It feels dishonest.
'Man chat topics: footballer Darren Anderton. Figure of ridicule due to repeated injuries.
All right, Jez.
You ought to be careful wearing tops like that. I am a man, after all.
Do you have a problem with that?
'Didn't actually have to say. Don't even have to decide in my own head.
Too late to back out now.. Stay calm
Brilliant. Get a cup, we'll catch the blood, and I'll write her a poem.
Bit late for you. What do you play? Seven-card stud? Texas Holdem?
Please don't. Jeff's my mate. We've got a bond.
You're going out with him for fun?
Pick 8 or not, there's no threat from you pal.
Oh, yeah? Well, I'll stay too... friend.
There, there, Soph. It's fine. It's OK. Come through.
with one innocent prisoner, you, and one guard, Jeff.
Soph, I was talking to Jeff the other day
Pardon?
Guys, you're on.
Sure. We could, but...
and make you... drive around in an old-fashioned car?