Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

'Nothing could take my son's place, not even a pet,

I'm Garth Marenghi, horror writer though I prefer the term dream weaver.

Don't play with the windows.

They didn't, which I put down to good parenting.

There's some Panadol in my locker.

Keep him away , he's got that crazy look again.

The point is, I thought of myself as a freak, an other.

Aye-aye! Hey, this cat's got claws!

Thanks for coming, Dr Dagless. I thought I heard voices.

- As if your fanny never graced a pan. - What's crawled up your crack?

Can I take a rain check on that?

And one day we’ll all meet, in Valhalla

You'd better believe it. I'll phone Reed.

The guy in the eye was a man whom he knew and, until that day, trusted.

Won Ton believes the giant eye fathered a child.

and, whilst I don't blame them,

Some horror novel by... Gareth Marunghi.

"And one day we'll all meet in Valhalla"

It's all I've got.

(Sanch) He's insane! He doesn't know what he's doing!

Sit there, little 'un. Watch me glasses.