Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I wore out my teeth taIking them into it...
You sIow down to 55 miIes an hour and I won't hassIe you no more.
And this here CB wiII put out enough juice...
Deputy Enos Strate was honest enough to count $1 million...
Nobody's burying that coffin tiII we find out what's inside.
That makes sense to me.
Or a $5 bill that makes honest Abe Lincoln seem like a used car dealer?
I chased them over hiII and daIe, I got my gum baII going....
''Our Father, we thank thee for this bounteous tabIe...
Cooter, can't you hear me tooting? What's the matter, you deaf or something?
You got my tie and my hand there.
And as president of this here bank...
Sorry, Luke. It's my bounding duty to give you a speeding ticket.
SociaI, onIy as Iong as you make it short.
What?
Boss is probabIy burying it just about now.
Boss sure ain't taking no chances with that money.
Are there any voIcanoes in Hazzard County?
OnIy the one I'm Iooking at.
I'm sorry, Miss Daisy. But I thought you were that no-account Bo Duke.
Let me think.
I couId give you one miIIion reasons...
Oh, great.
The deceased has just changed his mind.
or enough seed corn to do the whoIe season. Which is it gonna be?
He ain't. He's a dipstick.
And if you ain't at the pIace in 10 minutes...