Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, never. It's nothing like that.
Let's brainstorm later. Sorry, Soph.
like Pol Pot.
'Fetherlite. Don't want him to enjoy it any more than necessary.
Oh, yeah. I play, all right. Misspent youth. You know the score.
Why not? Who loses?
Yeah, well, now I've gone gay,
I could do a sponsored run.
Right. Well, you should come in.
So basically, man is programmed to do two things - kill and knob.
No, not really.
But there's Jeff. I don't think we should see each other any more. Sorry, Mark.
Just finished. Green peppers won, as usual. It's Nuremberg all over again.
Just let me in, mate. Please, Jez. I need to see Soph.
or when it's his round and you ask him for an extra bag of nuts. He's a real man.
'It's a relief. Tell me your dreams, memories and reflections, Jeff.
6.30, like normal. You said it was urgent, Jeremy.
Cos I'm in hell
'This is it. I have entered the world of men.
Ha-ha! You lose, Jeff! You losel
I'm not his girlfriend.
Are you trying to tell me you've gone gay?
It's fine.
No.
'Ultra Strong. Yeah, he won't feel a thing. But then maybe he'll last longer.
'This is great. I think I prefer this to sex. No responsibility.
'Mmm. Warm copies make everything better.'
Yeah. 'Hey, I'm really good at this without realising how. This is ideal.'