Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No. You're Misremembering, As usual.

Are you A history buff, sam?

Mr. Gaines says If you just Call them by name

Of the fiercest guard dogs I've ever seen.

Hey, come on, You guys.

He went his way, And i went mine,

Opening a bag Of potato chips

I know you hear A lot of negative Things about him,

And finding his wife In bed with hives.

You know, kids, Astrology's Bad enough,

Mr. Gaines: Kelly, where are you?

Ooh! I couldn't have Held onto that rope Much longer.

Just like uncle orlo When he got caught Checking into a motel

Darling, what's Taking you so long

My husband will be Looking for me.

I know your date of birth And where you were born,

So what did You clowns

I'm making you guys An astrological Marriage chart

Why don't you Give me a hand?

For god's sake, can you Imagine the state of mind

But i've treated so many Emotionally scarred Husbands and wives,

You're as gallant As you are Attractive.

Mr. Gaines sounds Pretty cold and formal.

I weighed 7 pounds, 3 Ounces.

They need him For a photograph.

Move it, you deadbeats! We're closing early.

And speak firmly to Them, they're gentle As lambs.