Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know what, Granny?

Uh, excuse me, uh, Mr., um...

One moment, please.

Hey, Uncle Jed!

How did you do?

Four unkempt hillbillies digging holes in the ground.

I'm so grateful to Bob, I mean Mr. Cummings, I mean the head judge.

But Ellie Mae Clampett could win.

I'm for keeping everything in the vault down to his bank.

Oh, Granny, you haven't got a chance.

Well, I haven't.

Of course, she's got something there, too.

Dig the hole, Jethro.

Alley maze critters are crowding me out of my own kitchen!