Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I explained to you, when I play an instrument -
He comes around, does odd jobs. We give him a uniform, he's happy.
Have you got anything you could be doing? Distributing seeds?
I suggest you take it.
I'm going to creep inside you like a warm kitten.
Cos the head of Pieface Records is here to see us.
Blind Bonnie Shortbread. Huh?
Are you aware of the music known as jazz?
What is that gloomy racket?
- Final warning. - # Skwidlly-bee-bee... #
What's wrong? You tell Uncle Mario what's wrong.
- I certainly do not. - I've been inside all the greats.
- Can you sing? - I'm one of the great front men.
Trying to do you a favour.
Let's sort these pens out for Uncle Walt.
You're the least musical person I know.
- Yeah, but the lifestyle, the drugs. - What drugs?
Jazz. Blues Jazz Odyssey It's bollocks
He's using sonar or something.
Do you look at me and see Gandalf the hoary, old wizard?
It's a brand-new hat. Spoilt my exit now.
Suit yourself.
Yorkshire is a place.
She doesn't do her main shop there. No one does.
(Squeaky voice) Git yourself outta here, Howard. Don't you have a home?
It's gonna turn your heart black with fear.
You been here the past three nights. What are you hangin' around here for?
I got a bit carried away and the jazz got in me and I had a jazz attack.
- It's good. - You said it was awful.
Oh dear... I like my suits made from human flesh
- then beyond to the ultramarine. - Really?
Ladies.
- Just slow down, Vince. - Why?
Even if I could, I haven't got the right look. My hair's not right.
(# Accomplished jazz)
Maybe you want to come and hang out with us?