Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Uncle Jed, I was so busy up there, I didn't even have a chance to eat.

Miss Jane, how would you like to stay and take supper with us?

I was hoping to play some of the songs I'd worked up for my act.

Where did you get that?

Wait a minute... Well, I can't, pal!

It may take you a little longer to reach the top, but when you hit, you'll be a much bigger smash.

Well, I'd have figured that out.

That's all I need.

You can go along.

I call it the Bodine-o-phone.

And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up through the ground come a bubbling crew.

Came crawling back, did she?

Lock the matches.

I'd better give him a call.

You can give folk singing concerts right here at the bank.

Listen, the number one record today is a guy playing an electrified garden rake while his wife sings with her head in a rain barrel.

Yes, excuse me.

Miss Hathaway, I think it's going to take a little more than your own guitar.

Take them matches back up to the house and help your granny.

Don't forget, she's awful smart about such things.

It means a lot to know that someone is still loyal to me.

Well, right now they're selling about as fast as used Edsels.