Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How much have you won?
Pa, come here.
Oh, I had such a wonderful time last night.
He's 40 to 1.
Oh, yes, sir.
I told you not to bet on that beetle.
Oh, yes, of course, I should know that.
Boy, she purrs like a cat full of cream.
Like all gamblers and playboys.
I heard it!
I ain't got time for you, Mr. Drysdale.
Granny said she bet you'd be stove up like a rusty pump.
Marge, I've got it.
Me?
I'm responsible for you two having that date last night.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
Thank you, boy.
Well, it'll drive around till it does.
Come the back way.
Why not?
Jan is mixed up with a high-steppin' city woman.
No, she ain't.
It ain't for young, innocent ears.
Truck don't need gas.
For you, this time.
He's had three winners in a row.
I can't spoil it now.
Oh, Phyllis, somebody or other.
Yeah, she loves to bet on the horses.
Every tip sheet.