Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's Mr. Drysdale's guru.
Really?
Us gurus don't feel no pain.
Well, now you're making sense, sir, so that's what you're after.
Now, look, I'm busy.
I bet he is.
You go out of your mind.
$0.50?
Thanks, loving uncle.
Be gone, you insensitive oaf!
I don't want a mongoose.
Extras?
You can handle cobras.
Just a loving, devoted husband, Margaret.
He's wild about gurus, Uncle Jet.
Love!
No, Granny.
Now he's thinking with the inner mind.
Why, I might turn this into a profitable sideline.
I'll make you smart.
Hey, wait a minute!
Doggone it, a guru ain't got a chance around here.