Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

When will I ever see your face?

Well, you may disagree,

Yeah, but I could eat you and I could have a go at writing something.

#fridaynightfun

It's just me and you, there's no other way.

-It was just a trim. What's all the fuss about? -It was a mullet.

Maybe not at all.

''Can I have a look through the front window? Can I have a go on the wheel?''

You don't seem very concerned about our plight.

It should be great fun. We'd love you both to come along.

Howard, no one can find out about this.

What's the matter? You ''shie''?

-I had to go at it with my scissors. -He was asleep.

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I'm really sorry, I've got to go. Coming.

Why did you have to give him a haircut, Vince?

would care to join me and Milky Joe this evening for a nightcap?

Thanks, NME. It's useless to us on a desert island though, isn't it?

Writing the journal,

(HOWARD CLEARING HIS THROAT)

What you doing?

-All right, look, I'll have a word with her. -Yes!

-Thanks, Vince. Thanks. That's brilliant. -It's okay.

Maybe go for the coconut three-way.

You can't spell.

-What do you want? -Who's this?

-from leaves and twine. -Yeah.

That was our last chance, Vince.

Call our first witness to the stand. Milky Joe.

you are hereby charged with the murder of Precious Lilywhite.

-to get to you, were they, back at home? -You've gone too far.

I thought it'd be a nice little surprise for him.