Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, don't blame yourself, ma'am.

For a small sum of $1, I tell your fortune.

Yeah, I sure am glad you're too smart to believe in that nonsense.

Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.

The gypsy's blessing upon you.

Now, you stay in here.

I just turned down your king.

Well, how about something popular, like 10-cent cotton, 40-cent meat?

And what stock shall I buy?

And you must be my gypsy fellow.

This is my son, Yerko.

I hope you ain't setting too much store by what that gypsy told you.

If you will let me see your hand again... Run, Gizmo!

And this hand I'm saving for you right over my knee when I get you home.

Yes, and I see jail in your future.

Could my son and I make camp here overnight?

Now hit the Romney trail before I call the bunco squad.

Uh, where was I? 20.

And I can see it now, too.

What can I do for you, ma'am?

Ah, is a curse deductible?

Boy, that is black gold, Texas tea.

Now you listen.