Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

To good neighbors Like yourself,
Somebody's Already using The pool table.
Clifford, would you Tell this gentleman,
Well, i'm afraid You're gonna have to.
We'll find a lawyer.
You never paid me Back that million From last week.
And your mother Won't listen.
Yeah, my mother's a saint!
Well, look at the result-- You're a very polite young man.
[Whistle blows]
But, ma! Ma, you can't Do this!
Sam: hey, hey, Boys, boys?
I looked all around, And suddenly
I'm looking At your soul.
Yeah.
I just had lunch with miss Howe's former college classmate,
Ah, man, we're Out of luck--
At what point In your life
You are not gonna Run the clavins Off our land.
All right, Just a minute.
Out of his branches.
Now, i've tried everything. He won't budge.
As much for you As i am for myself.
Please, we're not Selling our house?
[House creaks]