Comedy Short Compilation Reel

Now, Igor, pull the lever. We must have full power. Yes, Master. Master, the monster is moving. He's moving. It's alive, Igor! It's alive! And it's rising from the slab! At least when I let my kids play with the crocodiles, you know where they are. Because if you can't hear them playing, you know they're safe and sound in the croc's belly. So, what have you got for us on the Antique Roadshow Christmas Special? Dickens. We thought we'd bring him here. What? So this is THE Charles Dickens? Yes, he's been passed down to me and my wife. We thought it was about time we got rid of him. Blimey, I'm flabbergasted. Does he say anything? No, he's a miserable sod. He only livens up around Christmas. Scrooge! Scrooge! See, I told you. There he goes again. Humbug! Don't start. It's back to the garage for you. OK, so I was born in this swamp. But I don't belong here. I belong in Zadidoo. Hey, did you hear that? From the murky scented mist lathering down the trossocks, the terrific sound. MacTavid were in Bassie Park, and the murky mist we're referring to is the vape I'm smoking. Are you sure this beast of Bassie really exists? Well, I suppose that answers that one. Why are boogers green? Hi, Dr. Sicknote. Why are my boogers green when I've got a cold? Hello, Dinesh. This question really gets up my nerves. Hello, my name is Youth. I live in Mount Olympus. What a great life I have. And now we have the BBC Christmas Appeal, presented by Sister Ignatius. Hello. This year has been another year of poverty, starvation and greed. This is why my order is asking for your help. For one day, we want to get away from this profound misery and hopelessness by partying like it was 2099. The gifts we receive will be solely used to buy tons of booze, disco lights, a professional DJ and the best male strippers that money can buy. Thank you.