Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah? Come on, tiger, let's roar!
(Mark) 'Guess not fitting my CV onto one side of A4 is basically irrelevant now.'
I'm just bored, OK!
We are not in the euro, Jeremy!
Naughty Slutty Mummy
a hangover of that kind.
I'll be the coolest man in India.
(Mark) 'Fucking hell! He's got Mummy!
Let's roll, cowboy.
Jez has offered to do the shopping run and no-one else is fit to drive.
Hamburg Weekend
Hi Cherie you’re home!
Well, I just feel, I don't know, unfulfilled.
Thanks, honey.
Plus a lot of umming and ahhing. So one day I turned round to him
Oh, apart from the British Kidney Foundation guy with the stickers.
Freya be like: HEY, IS THAT A KINGFISHER?
Oh! Right. I'll have a think.
Oh, right! Brilliant! You've killed Mummy!
Why would you even want to drink my piss?!
Oh, right now we're called Various Artists just to fuck over people with iPods.
and have a bit of a go on the washing-up before you got home.
What's this? "Mummy"?
This is like that dream I had about Alan Sugar and the badger.
Mark, if anything did happen, how quickly could you up sticks, though?
Mummy is probably the turkey's nickname. It could easily be.
They ate Mummy! They burned Mummy, killed her and ate her!
- What's that on it? - Urgh! There's hairs on it, Jeremy!
And I'm so hot
You have got a bit left, I can see.
There's a hell of a lot of steam.
It's not great, Jez, that's why.
No, I'm afraid to say this could put a great deal of strain on the whole relationship.
'Or a trick. Maybe they're Johnson and Sophie wearing masks
the stag weekend of your dreams!
You're the first people to talk to us all night.
You're allowed a freebie on the stag, like Pedge in Estonia.
Mummy?
You shouldn't need firelighters to burn a dog, Jeremy!
a slight but very definite chance, that I could be off to India.
'Man seeks woman. Must be interested in film,
quite a long time
Come on, man!