Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, we know how to fix that.
Now we can commence to start making Mrs. Drysdale's nerve-soothing tonic.
Good.
That's my job.
Is it behaving?
Huh, how is she, doctor?
I just want to lie down.
That's fair enough.
Well, after we hugged a while, she says, Jethro, she says, there's a dandy big sofa in the front hall.
Yeah, like we were standing at the front door saying goodnight.
Oh, nonsense.
Heck, no.
Snakeboard!
There's something on the way that will make those nasty old hillbillies disappear.
Maybe it all happened for the best, kid.
Well not just me, there was a girl too.
Well, thank you.
I reckon we'll have to the way they chased us off downstairs.
Animal dust.
Find someplace to put the flowers.
Doggone it, Granny promised me she wouldn't wallop her.
Shame on you, Johnny!
Good idea.
So I says, I reckon she's loving it.