Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Found dead last night, shot in the eye.

"She was out in the back room, smoking and flirting with Doctor.

In the end I picked up that pube and it made that gents a better place.

which I'll never have because my wife's too old.

but for years, I couldn't help fearing that one might eat the other.

Look at the size of that thing's rod!

Come on. Let's get out of here. I'll buy you a drink down The Drip.

Where were you last night?

I'll be with you in two secs. You can scrub my legs.

'And that takes humility.

(Reed) 'Look out, he's got a stick!'

"'Romford, home to Trent Stockton.

That's right, nowhere.

(Slowed down) Aargh! Aargh!

Do you think that eye child took over Dag's mind?

I drew inspiration from the dyke of my dreams.

But he's one fiery dragon.

Good riddance. That's done and dusted, then.

Don't make me stand here and count.

That way, Darkplace will finally get the critical acclaim it deserves.

Get me Reed! Oh, it's you. It's Sanch here. It's about Dag.

I remember the old Reed, who wouldn't kowtow to Won Ton.