Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't play. I just teach.
- Barbapapa? - No.
just jizzing all over our songs.
No offence. - None taken.
- What about the Syrian children?
- Okay, so my husband quest was going fairly disastrously.
- Donnie, we can't do this without you.
could be a good shot.
- Sure, he had dementor vibes,
[rock music]
- I used to have handlebars.
- Oh, no, no, she's-- she's usually much more modest.
- ♪ For 26 years, I've been single ♪
I mean, yeah. Yeah.
All I had was this aching heart, three chords,
- No, you numpty.
- Are you starting? Is she starting?
- Noor, my best friend.
That is Don McLean.
My students were going to perform.
♪ ♪
- Start what again?
But Lady Parts had other plans.
- Ah!
- We're your customers.
I thought it'd look good if I say
Not my finest hour.
- [retches]
[dramatic music]
Do you know what I mean? - Hey. Hey.
- Why you still trying to be famous pop star, huh?
- Perfect. - [sighs]
♪ Who wakes up next to you ♪
or in the final throes of courtship.
- Yeah. So this is Lady Parts.
- [speaks indistinctly] Let her build a life.
What you have to understand
- It's called "The Killing Period [Apocalypse Vag]."
Cool, here she comes.
- Thought he might reel in
[downbeat music]
♪ ♪
I don't see why you're in such a rush.
We need a lead guitarist.
- You need to chill, miss. We've got this.
With the shoulders of a Mesopotamian warlord.
simple, dickless pissheads around,
- Yeah, I'm good, Abdullah. Are you?
- Eww. - Mm-hmm.
No one really knows.
A cartoonist by trade.