Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I could've got me first month's in advance. She'd never have known.

All right. Look, I'll meet you by t'doors.

- Look at that! Her mix is all to cock. - Shut up, Dave.

I'm not waiting in that bloody queue.

He's got gnomes.

Why were all them women int' working-mews club int' first place?

Oh, no! Come on, Gaz. Why me?

- Nice suit, Gerald! - Yeah.

You... and Gaz?

You wanna find yourself a big bridge.

What they say about black blokes.

My feet are freezing.

We're bloody on. Go get your jacket on.

maintenance arrears of £700' and now an arrest for indecent exposure.

We can forget it, go back to fucking job club,

She lost stones. Il were like magic.

I can't always have the red carpet out for you.

If you were, just saying,

I mean, look at the state of that!

Abracadabra, here he is! Evening, Barry.

- Is that one R? - Two.

Jesus! Security?

Walter, Elle's boyfriend knows real perfect. Andre?

Well, I'd best be off.

Gaz, who's gonna buy a rusty girder?

- Cheers, lads. - It's not bad, this stripping lark.

Two weeks? Just like flashy tits?

All right, all right, I know.

You're embarrassed, aren't you?

You can never tell till you see their tits.

Make a bit of a...

Stick it on, Daverimo! I'm there.

Bit posh, innit?

Why can't you just tell her?

I got a bit desperate. You know how it is.

You should let a colleague do the lion's share for a change.

- Yeah? - Yeah. Sunday League down the park.

And one for luck!

It'll be a relief to get back to work. It's not been an easy six months.