Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're not actually asleep, are you?
Paint the town bluish green.
Fish permits.
I mean, he's very charismatic.
Yeah, but what if you don't?
You know, everyone goes around feeling disgusting.
Hey.
I just want a van of Black Forest gateau to rear-end my face.
Because I haven't exhaled in, like, six weeks.
I hate the curtains.
Seriously, what is it? Crisps. Come on.
Why don't you...? No, don't give me advice!
The power of man.
who's an arse for not asking for his brother's help with...
Oh, don't you just want to live in them?
. .
Hey. Hey, Theo.
My Johns will be fairly niche.
OK.
Jesus.
I think I'm actually dead.
I've got to go. It's a dogfight out there.
all snuggly in my bunting as I asphyxiate.
There's 14. Oh, sorry.