Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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