Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What's your type?
Drink up, drink up.
Please, Gareth!
and I meant every word.
♪ Who knows? ♪
Gareth, why do you always have to poop on the party?
Oh, yeah, yeah.
No, milady.
Now you're just going into a lot of specific details,
I should have kissed you ages ago.
♪ Then off our hero goes ♪
Turns out he wasn't my type.
♪ Secret, secret ♪
I'm going back.
You didn't insist?
♪ Ah-ah ♪
I mean, what I meant was virgin slayer.
Everyone, I'm going to kill my brother!
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I've left word with my men.
and for once, I should lie in it.
"Kiss de girl," huh?
Good thing I do. Wake up, sire.
I give you my word.