Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's kind of like a guitar, except it ain't holler.
I'd like some autumn leaves, if it don't cost too much.
Ain't you, boy?
Got my pocket knife ready, Uncle Jed?
Well now, I didn't do none of my fancy whittlin' until I seen a pretty girl come along.
Well, we ain't gonna have time to fetch the trimmings for the hall.
Hot dog!
Here, Elly.
Set a spell.
Well, Jethro, glad you're back.
Matter of fact, I have.
And vittles and pretty girls, huh?
Oh, I see.
They're twitching and jumping like a bunch of worms on a hot rock.
Too bad we ain't got a barn.
Let's go see how he's doing.
Hey, howdy, young fellas.
They can't stand still long enough to get it cut.
Well, I sure hope Jethro and Miss Jane find some good music tonight.
Jethro's gone to town, Pa.
We'll get... Guy Lombardo.
How about a bowl of... Ellie Mae, there was three boxes of flakes in there.
I guess I am a little bushed.
Oh, yeah.
You know, I've been wanting to throw a big party for Mr. Clampett, and now that he's paying for it, let's go all out.
Swimming pools, movie stars.
like no bow is.
Six o'clock.