Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(Blender whizzing)

- Nothing outlandish, OK? - All right.

lt's nice to see you, but if you do that again I'll rip your eyes out.

And you hang about her garden all night, weeping into her fishpond.

- How do you know? - it's in all the papers.

Oh it's all salty, I'm freshwater

You're a French duke, if ever I saw one.

- Trumpets. - Trumpets?

- (Door opens and closes) - Yeah, I got the moves.

Don't try and stop me. I'm quick, like lightning. I'm frightening. Oww!

What's going on?

This is the one.

- Trumpets? - Trumpets?

They interviewed one of the carp. He was furious.

You do know he's gonna die, don't you?

Come on, grab his fur. Go on, Howard!

The man had to leave the ring like this.

She's over there.

# Quantus tremor est futurus

- Yeah. The post that hurts the most. - Well, come on, then.

D'you really wanna be fighting?

Note to self Pocket cheese

Well, I'm not so sure. I don't really like violence.

# Concentratin' on truckin' right

Joey, take it away.

- Hey, Mrs Gideon. - Hello, Vince.

Note to self. Pocket cup.

the antipodean killing machine,

- it's just that. Vince. - Get away!

- How do you kill a roo? - His balls, man.

- Yes. They arrived this morning. - First post?

With the little version of themselves in the front pocket.

lt's me. Vince.

There's only one way to get this boy ready for the fight.

- Whoo! - He saw the damage he did.

# Skipper, Skipper, the kangaroo #