Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Tell General Grant I'll see him later.

And here is my charming conqueror, the beautiful belle of the battlefield.

Don't get your hopes up too high.

And he promised me he'd be sober.

Well, here's to your 15 million.

How's everything down at Army Reserve?

Well, but... Shame on you, golden, that poor old man, into another hopeless uprising.

Fetch the squirrel rifle and the ladyfinger bullets.

I'm embarrassed to even ask him to come down and take our simple little test.

I didn't win, but I was voted Miss Good Sport.

It's true, Jed.

Has your daddy ever bounced you on his knee?

General Grant, you're all wet.

Wonderful idea.

I wasn't... I wouldn't... Remember, you're on parole.

I believe my dear, sweet, sainted mother expressed it best when she said, Bury God, some days it just don't pay to get out of bed.