Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, but that's... I needed the job 'cause there were no gigs.

# Who likes to rock the party? #

My God. Can Murray do that?

# Shake your boobies, yeah #

Well, there'll be nothing in the box.

No, I can't go. I've got work.

- Bret. - Brit?

# My feet stay locked and my eyes are zooming #

Oh yeah yeah, I see.

Try and be proud of New Zealand.

That's why we've decided to give the job to Brent.

I was gonna spit it out, but I think I'll just eat it.

And good news anyway. The Trade and Migrant Expo, it's been okayed.

Well, I'll be there.

# All the hotties at the party feeling naughty #

Yeah, shut up, Bret.

I bought the chairs back off of Dave.

I like your English accent.

I think I need a 1983 Casio DG-20 electric guitar

# Look in your pockets, haven't found a cent yet #

We've got a big... smaller rocks.

Maybe you guys should think about supplementing your band income

# Just stand there! #

You can't give us your own money.

- What? - Where?

# Let me buy you a boom boom #

# The city is alive, the city is expanding #

OH, NO THAT ONE. THAT ONE.

Think you'll like that.

It's the box now.

You're sign material. This guy overthinks things.

This is great. How did you afford this?

Does this mean I'm not in a band anymore?

Um, oh it was free.

The job is you have to hold up this sign

You could carry Bret. How much can you press?

- Well, thank you. - Yeah.

You know, babies wear those little woolen boots.

# All the hotties at the party #

It is terrible, Doug. It's terrible!

Press play. Drop the beat.

- Bret. - Present.