Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know your mate Mark?

I know, mate, that's what's so surprising.

I'm laying it out there, the inner churn, the workings of man,

Yes, Jeremy. Yes, I do.

comprehensive history of the Byzantine church, you know, for the general reader

Look, he's harmless, Wadey.

'I've kissed her. I've kissed her on coke.

Cos I've ordered a briefcase off Amazon.

Cos I found this cruise, OK? Three months in the Med, just what we need.

There's a man over there eating Quavers out of an ashtray.

Never trust the pub man.

'precipitate an insanity spiral.

have taken a surprising unexpected turn.

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But thank you for an amazing evening.

I should get going.

So, April, there's a...there's a talk on at the British Academy on Friday.

You know the office block on the corner of, er, Cowper Street?

cos you do it out of your bedroom.

I've got to warn him.

I haven't done this since uni. Am I doing it right?

Well, be nice to have some company. It's a date.

Andrew Roberts doing a jam on World War I trench letters.

Three figures actual.

'Get the pub man back. I want my shooting!'

I just thought your life-coaching was maybe a part-time thing,

What a total, total shit!

I've been burned before, Hans.

'So I ate both his pickled onions!'

Oh, yeah, of course. Me, too. Busy, busy, busy.

I mean, just look at him, hogging his wife.

'Well, that's it. I'm an addict.'

and I'm going to stop just flinging my jizz around hither and yon.

'God, imagine Mark in a wheelchair. He'll be insufferable.'

And I'm thinking maybe you could have a little chat with him.

Which flannel have you jazzed on?

It's a date, and no-one can prove otherwise.